Beneath His Widow Lyrics


Christian Death Beneath His Widow

Behind the shade of his tongue

Behind the shape of his twisted dreams

We watch afraid while filming

His widow again

And she ran like the blaze

And how my shadows rise

And something screams deep

Beneath my skin it lies

We wanted you beneath the word

Raped face down

Within cold and damp dark years

Without burns we stand in the fire

They hold back their dying child

To end screams now gone

And she ran like fingers

And how the waters rise

And something screams deep

Beneath soil it lies

We wanted you beneath the word

Raped face down


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