Growlers (The)
Graveyard's Full
The graveyard's fullWe're running out of earthBut we can use the bonesTo build another churchThick walls made of menWhose souls have come and wentSo what's that magic numberOf how many men can liveBefore our precious motherCan no longer give?I don't want your answersI'm contentWith how much we can takeBefore they call it rapeEverything that we createSeems to get thrown in our faceTo make it easier for the raceAnd harder to esacpeThe graveyard's fullWe're running out of earthBut we can use the bonesTo build another churchthick walls made of menLetras de cancionesWhose souls have come and wentAll we know's that soulsAll come and goSo what's that magic numberOf how many men can liveBefore our precious mamaCan no longer give?I don't need your answersI'm contentWith how much we can takeBefore they call it rapeEverything that we createSeems to get thrown in our faceTo make it easier for the raceAnd harder to esacpeThe graveyard's fullWe're running out of dirtBut we can use the bonesTo build another churchThick walls made of menWhose souls have come and wentAll we know's that soulsAll come and go
From Letras Mania