Paroles de la chanson Blood Of The Scribe par Lamb Of God
Auteurs: Campbell,Randall Blythe,Morton,Adler
Editeurs: Sony Atv Music Publishing France,Sony Atv Songs Llc,Subtle Arts Of Publishing
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Paroles de la chanson Blood Of The Scribe par Lamb Of God
All of this comes crashing down
Cornerstone's gone sleepless, hopeless, no end in sight
Ink well has run dry fill it with blood of the scribe
Rest comes easy to the guiltless
The vampire laments as he prays for the sun
Doom, despair, tragedy are the tools of the trade
Cut to the bone, rob the grave
Unearth the stone, lay to waste
Defile the tome, rip the page
Strip mine the vein, lay to waste
Frayed at the edge flat lined
The anvil cracks the hammer relentlessly comes down
A new pariah is born
Cornerstone's gone sleepless, hopeless, no end in sight
Ink well has run dry fill it with blood of the scribe
Rest comes easy to the guiltless
The vampire laments as he prays for the sun
Doom, despair, tragedy are the tools of the trade
Cut to the bone, rob the grave
Unearth the stone, lay to waste
Defile the tome, rip the page
Strip mine the vein, lay to waste
Frayed at the edge flat lined
The anvil cracks the hammer relentlessly comes down
A new pariah is born
Cut to the bone, rob the grave
Unearth the stone, lay to waste
Defile the tome, rip the page
Strip mine the vein, lay to waste
Chastisement lays you down to sleep
Tucks you in with bloody kisses
Gifts of nightmares bitter sweet
Type A negative shuts me down
Catch phrase will be death of me
Is this not what you came to see?
What, are you not entertained?
Climb the walls till nails bleed
Rip the hair, tear the seams, break the glass
Head in hands, bell tolls endlessly
No end in sight
Unearth the stone, lay to waste
Defile the tome, rip the page
Strip mine the vein, lay to waste
Chastisement lays you down to sleep
Tucks you in with bloody kisses
Gifts of nightmares bitter sweet
Type A negative shuts me down
Catch phrase will be death of me
Is this not what you came to see?
What, are you not entertained?
Climb the walls till nails bleed
Rip the hair, tear the seams, break the glass
Head in hands, bell tolls endlessly
No end in sight
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