Counting Black Sheep
Angel Grinder
We are the bruised and battered We sing against your name We are the shards that shatter This is our bane We are but a herd Count me in Couting black sheep We are all dead
We are the bruised and battered We sing against your name We are the shards that shatter This is our bane We are but a herd Count me in Couting black sheep We are all dead