Erathma
Erathma - The Pendulum songtekst
Je score:
We reek of rotting flesh These sheets will not disguise this mess The open casket heeds a warning to the gentle man Her paper mache face looks nothing like his wife Quivering he wants to scream Quivering he wants to scream What do I do from here What do I do from here I'm haunted by the eyes of her peers What do I do from here To bad her head is on the wall with my deer Please believe it was all in good taste Her body decomposing slowly by the lake The pain I feel is temporary I am a hunter and for that I'm disgaced The human body is my art and I deface All that's not me I must replace I saw the beauty in her eyes and I must take All that was her All that was Because all beauty must be severed at the head