Cemeteries piosenki

It's too late Okay The witches call The witches call your name Stay out late And stand up straight You wanted to be a dancer Make your mark Stop and start The colors are brighter than you know Your vivid eyes Paint the walls As they watch me go...

Feel the summer cold, burn the wood again It will warm our thoughts as we circle it They will clean the ash, pour the water in Gather cult and mass, the days are along again Oh, can you hear her name? Oh cam you them sing? 

I heard the summer spell She rang the dinner bell A shore against their will Wake up, she needs her fill Close your eyes, don't look down Twist the knife, slow their heart, feel it pound She will rise, we will drown And lose our home, our whole coast...

Shadow Stalk, were you lost Scavenging empty camps, dry as bone, quietly? Silent storms glow remote and light the seas in our eyes you are fright, frightening Sheltered Hunt, will you run to the trees? or to the town, our stomping ground silently? Cabins...

Campsides she would stalk In the fog and the red lights, the fog and the red lights Harsh moans drifted out with my voice from the radio, my voice from the radio I know you said it's killing june You swore that you will be home soon Soft ground, claimin...

Hunter's moon echoes through your bones Gather wood, claiming kindle stokes and burns There's something here reborn I can feel the tides creep and slowly turn in Why don't we turn in? Rising breakers we devour with our eyes Wake up the others, there is...

The waves crawl in delayed Let's swim They dance and cuts hands, howling hymns She feasts on them Adore her eyes, The shore, the skies Lie back, she likes her meals alive Blood tide tonight Oh Barrow, oh Barrow She will prey on you 

Fading old ports, send them off to cast The hazy water will never pull them back You found the pieces washed up in the bay You said you saw a colored light through the grey Turn the station, there's something crawling in The hounds are restless, you can...

The summer smoke Filled up the sky And then she spoke: "Let's kill tonight" Your hands are cold Bad circulation Or so I'm told But how would she fake it? Can we erase it? 'Cause there's nothing there But two empty spaces The summer air Had me fee...