Ashbury Heights

Heathen Crossing
Stained miraclesBy the wonderwallPainted happy smilesThrust upon us allWasted, purifiedClean this mess alrightSomber elegiesOf our divine rightAll for nothingHeathen CrossingGodless Youth AwakeNight comes morningAll adoringDaughters at the stakePlentiful and charredScars to slake your thirstWhatever the conditionLove will do its worst From Letras Mania