Soul wreckage burns
On the road to the cemetery
The only road there is a
Dam of corpses
Is holding back
The Potomac
And they're still throwing bodies on
A gaping hole
Has been torn
In reality
And I swear I can see right through
Cookie Consent
This website uses cookies or similar technologies, to enhance your browsing experience and provide personalized recommendations. By continuing to use our website, you agree to our Privacy Policy