Signs Of Betrayal
Bellicose
Is this what we came here forTo be painted bellicoseSet the path for the weak to followMisinterpret what you tasteFill the void and recreateIgnorance where the weak surrenderLandslide, hold stillThought you'd make it out of thisLandslide, hold stillDid you think you would be missed?Like a footprint in the sandWashed away and forgottenOne by one the crows will cryRinging judgments full of liesStack the pileShit-grinned and single fileHang the words upon the wallAnd inscribe into the stoneStretching milesHundreds in their catacombsOne more begging pleads reasons to healToo late, the flood is already here
From Letras Mania