I see that moon rising Drawb swollen in the sky My soul begins to splinter Hot daggers in my mind
I'll still be walking when I die
Somne kind of noose been swinging Over our shallow graves Some kind of segment crawling Out on those rusted rails I'll still be walking when I die
There's and echo, deep in my brain Or a bad place, that I feel roams the race To the clingons, of three broken clocks And the marching, won't ever stop
Some cross our nature coming Bells chime an awful sound The trees are far dead hollow Bad waste were all around
I'll still be walking when I die
Well all this time in passing Just let her ate my mom Black caller down and laughing Black dog howl clinging bones
He'll still be walking when he dies
He'll still be walking when he dies
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