Shaman's Harvest - Scavengers paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Scavengers - Shaman's Harvest



Ain't no use in tryna save me
For death is here won't keep her waiting
Like a moth to a flame I keep coming
On my two feet I'll go down gunning
On my two feet I'll go down gunning
Ain't no way that I can hold on
To this paper will that I've emboldened
Every night my ambitious mind starts churning
With the rising sun it's set to burning
Yeah every day this table's turning
Please don't wake me
Fall asleep between the notes
In this house beset by ghosts
Ravaged by internal hopes
On pins and needles
This thunderous quiet
Please don't wake me
Falling asleep between the notes
In this house beset by ghosts
Ravaged by internal hopes
On pins and needles
This thunderous quiet
This thunderous silence
Thunderous quiet




Shaman's Harvest - Red Hands Black Deeds
Album Red Hands Black Deeds
date de sortie
14-07-2017




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