كلمات Vociferó

Calmly, she sat with her back pressed against the door The day you came knocking You chose so foolishly thought that you could poke the bear But this time you find out Why should I refuse this murder of crows? 'Cause they've never seen 20 beasts through the blinds Tainted dreams from 22 parallel lines God is moving gently, should we put blood on the door? The cards say no Wheel within a wheel, crush my figurines, empty carousels Yeah, we'd all get crushed Down, down till we become dust Was it you that locked me in this great beyond now? Vociferous hearts that mark the space where dead horses reign How many allies? Now hold on I can see you walking in and out of your own cremation Measure twice and cut once Too many voices offer passage to her in the rain Your pain is colored x-ray peeking through cumulus scripture Go rid yourself of machinations Blooming in the fields of the Lord Till we all come crashing down