SONS OF PERDITION


Psalm Of Solitude Lyrics

Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah

I took my rifle from down off its shelf
I'm not myself but I'm nobody else
And took to the woods to be by my self
I'm not myself but I'm nobody else

Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah

That moon is a eucharist stale and unleavened
I'm not myself but I'm nobody else
Those stars are all maggots in the cold flesh of heaven
I'm not myself but I'm nobody else
And though they grow fatted on the blood of it all
I'm not myself but I'm nobody else
They're destined to sicken and wither and fall
I'm not meyself but I'm nobody else

Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah

So I took that rifle from down off its shelf
I'm not myself but I'm nobody else
And took took to the woods to be by myself
I'm not myself but I'm nobody else

Woah

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Record Label(s): 2010 Sons of Perdition
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