Baroness
the gnashing
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All of your fears are well founded and true
All my hands are callous and cruel
All of my arrows that riddle you through
Are bullets that fire me back into you
All of the rivers are boiling with thirst
All my hands covered with earth
All of my children that gnash with their teeth
Paperback novels and dogs scratching fleas
- 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