In the last moments you breathe in death from the way you step up on the beach
Get a medic
Blood clots now formed to stop the red from mourning to the fading world
Follow the bells, follow the white light, Harold, will you walk into living again
Follow the bells, follow the white light, Harold, will you walk into living again?
Put him in the bag. Send her notice.
Don't ask them to speak when they're asking you for help with something they won't do
We need you more here when the gods are but two and moving you
Don't ask them to speak when they're asking you for help with something they won't do
We need you more here
Run your hands through your hair asking them why you are here
Where is the God I once believed? Point him in silence to be back
To the greatest of trials and the deepest
Meaning to all you'll now see in the battle-ridden, bloodied bodies
Follow the yells, follow the white lights, Harold, will you walk into living again
Follow the yells, follow the white lights, Harold, will you walk into living again?
Put him in the bag. Send her notice.
Don't ask them to speak when they're asking you for help with something they won't do
We need you more here when the gods are but two and moving you
Don't ask them to speak when they're asking you for help with something they won't do
We need you more here
Don't look behind you
You're not in the where before in life
The destruction is much more different
In Ursula... |
Submission Name: From Death to World Ursula
