paroles de chanson Dust Flesh and Bones - Matt Elliott
Some
things
are
so
dark
that
woe
betide
the
light
that
shines
on
them
I
swear
to
god
I
thought
it
was
a
sign
This
shallow
grave
recedes
with
every
darkened
patch
of
sky
The
withered,
wearied
features
start
resembling
mine
And
in
the
disparate
clamour
of
the
chaos
that
surrounds
you
It's
hard
to
know
which
of
the
voices
that
you
hear
Are
your
own
Some
things
scar
your
heart
so
deeply
that
a
howl
is
not
enough
To
adequately
purge
the
soul
of
pain
Still
you
yearn
for
contact
but
the
burden
that
you
shoulder
means
You'll
never
trust
a
living
soul
again
And
in
the
disparate
clamour
of
the
chaos
that
surrounds
you
It's
hard
to
know
which
of
the
voices
that
you
hear
Are
your
own
This
is
how
it
feels
to
be
alone,
just
like
we'll
die
alone
This
is
how
it
feels
to
be
alone
This
is
how
it
feels
to
be
alone
This
is
all
that
we
can
call
our
own
Dust
flesh
and
bone
This
is
how
it
feels
to
be
alone
Just
like
we'll
die
alone
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