Тексты песен «Widow Sunday»
Widow Sunday - Blood Money
Disgust, contempt for the air you breathe Soulless, coward you're a fucking disease With every ounce of strength that I've got left I won't stop until you feel what I feel No one will save you now Who would save you?...
Widow Sunday - Channeled
When we finally come face to face Our true colors will be shown All fear, doubt and disgust will rear its demented face I won't pretend to be something I'm not But I won't back down from what I am Stand your ground and...
Widow Sunday - Dust Angel
To live is to renounce whatever strives to deceive Your lies are proof of deception whispered in my dreams Who decides what thought to betray and who becomes a god? I won't fall onto my knees and declare undying love...
Widow Sunday - Forever Sleep
Taken from me without warning I woke up just to find you cold What did I do to deserve this pain? As you pass I've one solution Can't let go, this whole world ends tonight Brace yourselves to feel what I have lost...
Widow Sunday - Hippie Drill
Fuck your righteousness And fuck your hacky sack And fuck your patchwork life Fuck you tree-hugger Fuck your peace And what the fuck is that smell? What exactly do you think you'll prove? That your hemp shirt will save...
Widow Sunday - In The Silence
Darkness is the greatest teacher Allowing ones to see themselves And every ounce of shame they carry Praying that they'll never repeat In the silence no one listens To what we need to hear When there's no one else...
Widow Sunday - Swell The Seas
Grind away the skies above And dismantle darkened clouds Incinerate the blighted earth Fan the flame of your demise Trampled life beneath the weight of a thousand locust hordes The strip-mine devastation leaves us...
Widow Sunday - Symbiont
I sense my soul again so let me breathe My mind reconnects the lines that fade I sense my soul again so let me breathe My mind reconnects the lines that fade I've become the avatar of everything you wanted to see Wore...
Widow Sunday - Truth Be Told
From birth we're shown The mistakes of generations Open our eyes to stare their shame in the face Our curse to walk among the living And face this wretched, twisted Fucked up world is all because of you Coat the ground...
Widow Sunday - Vive Ut Vivas
You've always told me just to be myself To make decisions based on who I thought I'd become Gave me every chance The path I chose led me to this life I hope I'm everything you wanted to see All I ever wanted was to make...