Crimson Mourn - Maybe We Are Already Dead

by Crimson Mourn

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from "Split"

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They,
say we are going down,
nobody said nothing.
we are waiting to fall,
hold me
just hold me
give me a choice
and hold me
just hold me

And they will throw us to the fire
and spit our names to the kings
to let this despair make us blind
and be in peace with their sins!

Carve our names on the trees
and their roots will raise to wilt
to hold the eyes of those who flee
and make them bleed until they see!

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released July 23, 2012

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