Tombs کے بول

You look at me, you see depraved execration You stare a while then look away I look at you, i see a slave to convention Grieving for another day My wars begin with suffering and fire and end the same Sleep well, for where you lay is where you'll die, in your grave You wanted war, i gave you more than attention I saw that fire in your eye You wanted more, i'm giving you pure insurrection At least you can say that you tried My wars begin with suffering and fire and end the same Sleep well, for where you lay is where you'll die, in your grave My wars begin with suffering and fire and end the same Sleep well, for where you lay is where you'll die, in your grave In your tomb