Kishore Kumar Hits

The Mountain Goats - For the Portuguese Goth Metal Bands şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Mountain Goats

albüm: Goths (Deluxe Version)


Set the spectrum for the greyscale; that's better

Favorite bold fonts in blackletter

Star-crossed lovers and their tragic fates

And that one Celtic Frost record
Almost everybody hates
Candlelight playing its tricks
On the walls of the cave

Hauling these songs to the light
From the mouth of the grave

Mark the map out for the treasure; don't say where

Find the octave in the shadow and stay there

Sleep till sunset, stay up late

Bleed bile all night
Into an SM58
Candlelight playing its tricks
On the walls of the cave
Hauling these songs to the light
From the mouth of the grave

Finally head west but it's a dead end

Come home dead broke but still among friends

Keep what's precious; drop what's not
Without a second thought

There's not so many of us

But you don't know any of us

Work like a gravedigger, let the blood spill

Headline really big festivals
Every other summer in Brazil
Candlelight playing its tricks
On the walls of the cave

Hauling these songs to the light
From the mouth of the grave

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