Once again I slip in her swallowed blood I'm feeding not eating Without common sense in her swallowed blood I'm walking on air To feel somewhat calm in her godless shrine This grave less entrapment I bow down to what she calls tombstone grind
Lack of faith lack no more Tombstone faith tombstone whore I should have cried the tombstone war Brimstone tears I'm a tombstone whore
Pinching out the scare in my reckless arm I break out the circles Out of being dead there will come no harm I break out the pain Out of being lost in her cold embrace I welcome my hunger Once again the tears in her stone cold face
Lack of faith lack no more Tombstone faith tombstone whore I should have cried the tombstone war Brimstone tears I'm a tombstone whore
I paid good money for this the carvings are done Will she accept my affection Now that I'm done
Dancing to the warmth of her inscription I lick her epitaph as I start to fall I should have cried the tombstone war Brimstone tears I'm a tombstone whoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
