Baroness
foolsong
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That fool who digs his own grave
âIâm still trying to find my way out!
But if itâs the long way
Iâll sleep in this bed Iâve made.â
The kids have fallen on blades
Itâs too late to figure out
Itâs too late for babies to beg for their beds
Itâs too late to ignore the storm up ahead
Itâs too dark to see my way out
Now all I can do about anything wrong
Is dig further down
Further down
When we finally awake
Weâll burn our bodies on stakes
A tower of ashes and sawdust will lie
Where our castles were made
- Album:
- Purple
- Live At Maida Vale
- Yellow & Green
- Blue Record
- Red Album
- A Horse Called Golgotha (Single)
- Miscellaneous
- Blue Record (Deluxe Version)
- Shock Me
- Morningstar
- Chlorine & Wine
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 141
- Paste mPlayer #53
- Terrorizer: Fear Candy 108
- Ox-Compilation #103
- Relapse Sampler 2012
- Paste mPlayer #72: Best of 2012
- Paste Sampler 92
- Take My Bones Away
- March to the Sea