Letra de Autumn of the Seraphs
Nothing left, feel alright I think I'll play it down Pretty little strain, I can take a bus to school You can tag a stride, your rideAnd you're here and you're alive And you're the untapped memory of another life And you're huge as the sky and you're dropping satellites I can't think of your face without cracking the bones in my hands I can't breathe through your lies and I think I'm off script again Want your bones, want your face Another time, another place If your hands tell your bones, "Bring it down"Spill all over Spill all overWell, it seems that those survived 'til the end of the wave Spit blood like a true Generalwoman, wipe it on your sleeve Come see with us that page and the blocking clouds your face It's the monster at the end of the book, the battle at the panic of your dreamWho won that round? Who won that round?Spill all over Spill all over