Letras
Quench the sulfur from the pits of hell
As her lips grow cold
Cause no seems to care
Seemed to care
Grab a gun and go to war for you
Bunch of bullet holes
On a rotting corpse
Bowing down to Mary on a cross
Did I miss a verse?
Or a whole chapter of
The Holy Bible?
Am I a disciple or just a title?
Suicidal, I'm falling asleep
I'm falling asleep
I'm falling asleep
I'm falling asleep
I need to wake up, it's not my time yet
I'm on the stairway
Heaven maybe, Lord knows I know
Lord knows I know
A heart full of holes
Quench the sulfur from the pits of hell
As her lips grow cold
Cause no seemed to care
The demons stutter, so did my lover
So what's the difference, both lie then cover
Behind the Lamb
Behind the Lamb
The demons stutter, so did my lover
So what's the difference, all lie then cover
Behind the Lamb
Behind the Lamb
The bloody
Lamb