The Killing Tree Prelude to Pain Letras:
the voices carry still
across these dull great plains
growing louder everyday
sinking back to habits dying hard
your arms are so familiar
these wounds that time won't heal
fester with hate so pick the scab
and turn the page
until the lion learns to write,
the hunter will be glorified
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flip the switch
and here I sit on the outside
eight dollar haircut (fuck you)
these words are my leash
that I cannot untie
dragging me into this night
cover my ears, but still you call my name
I will follow you (deeper
into this night)
dim the lights and tighten this noose
I've lost myself in you
I won't settle for anything less
not one if us immune
Letras: Prelude to Pain The Killing Tree [final]