Текст песни Rest in Ink - JT Music feat. Andrea Storm Kaden
This
is
a
song
for
the
sheep
Who's
afraid
of
the
big
bad
wolf?
Well
you
shouldn't
be
'Cause
evil's
something
I
couldn't
be
My
head's
full
of
teeth,
but
they're
made
for
smiling
Despite
the
bodies
pilin'
up,
ignore
'em
And
look
for
a
door
Only
an
exit,
open
nothing
more
I'd
rather
not
get
ripped
apart
Can
I
trust
you
with
my
heart?
Go
on
and
draw
your
boundaries
But
I'm
bound
to
cross
some
lines
In
a
world
devoid
of
color
There
is
one
I
call
divine
Black
is
the
color
of
laughter
Black
is
the
color
of
joy
Black
is
the
blood
on
my
casket
It's
the
palette
of
the
void
Black
is
happy-ever-after
As
tragedy
is
to
befall
I
blacken
my
soul
with
disaster
Leave
it
plastered
on
the
walls
Where
would
a
wolf
wander
without
his
pack?
As
sanity
sinks
and
then
slips
through
the
cracks?
Any
lingering
light
will
leak
into
the
black
So
welcome
aboard
the
train
without
track
Lay
back
on
the
surgery
table,
my
hands
are
unsteady
But
surely
I'm
able
of
cracking
your
cage
And
setting
your
rage
free
I'll
replace
you
if
you
betray
me!
Ink
hath
runneth
over
And
the
tide
will
only
rise
But
beware
the
undertow
Your
final
throes
are
growing
nigh!
Want
a
bone?
Here's
one,
I'll
throw
ya
You
woke
up
in
someone's
mind
Just
like
I
did,
so
don't
fight
it
There
is
nowhere
left
to
hide
Death
is
no
such
dreadful
thing
When
you
can
rest
in
ink
This
is
your
lullaby
He'll
set
you
down
to
lie
Then
hang
you
out
to
dry
And
make
you
proud
to
die
Black
is
the
color
of
laughter
Black
is
the
color
of
joy
Black
is
the
blood
on
my
casket
It's
the
palette
of
the
void
Black
is
happy-ever-after
As
tragedy
is
to
befall
I
blacken
my
soul
with
disaster
Leave
it
plastered
on
the
walls
What's
an
identity
but
a
lie?
'Cause
the
man
that
I
once
was,
wasn't
I
See
a
monster
is
all
in
perspective
Pretend
that
this
song
is
your
posthumous
lullaby
Now
your
pain
is
in
paint,
and
I'll
watch
it
dry
Then
a
permanent
stain,
you'll
become
with
time
You're
the
sideshow,
don't
be
mistaken
'Cause
I'm
the
one
takin'
home
all
of
the
bacon
He's
always
closin'
in
The
halls
are
growing
dim
The
walls
are
closin'
in
And
nothing
else
is
holding
him
Play
your
favorite
tune
aloud
To
make
you
braver
through
your
doubt
You've
made
your
way
to
proving
grounds
Stay
and
face
the
music
now
Death
is
no
such
dreadful
thing
When
you
can
rest
in
ink
This
is
your
lullaby
He'll
set
you
down
to
lie
Then
hang
you
out
to
dry
And
make
you
proud
to
die
Black
is
the
color
of
laughter
Black
is
the
color
of
joy
Black
is
the
blood
on
my
casket
It's
the
palette
of
the
void
Black
is
happy-ever-after
As
tragedy
is
to
befall
I
blacken
my
soul
with
disaster
And
leave
it
plastered
on
the
walls
Death
is
no
such
dreadful
thing
When
you
can
rest
in
ink
This
is
your
lullaby
He'll
set
you
down
to
lie
Then
hang
you
out
to
dry
And
make
you
proud
to
die
Black
is
the
color
of
laughter
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