Besedila: Ann Bolynn. Other. Behold A Pale Horse.

On the tip of my tongue
at the strech of my arm
Ill Keep you

Tear this out mold it to your imperfection
taste the fruits of are labour
Take a Breath as thick as the blood we shed
I hope you choke on the iron

We can ride this Pale horse drowning
Counting rose petals and crow wings
Roll the bodies into the marina

Were living where are souls bend opposite(stained sulfur red)
Breaking the way singing stray Bullet sarenades
We die to be eternal I dont beleive in time if there is forever

So this means War
I wear your bones/and count the time
on every Rib/Copper and wine
Soakes in the matinee

We can ride this Pale horse drowning
Counting rose petals and crow wings
Roll the bodies into the marina

Were living where are souls bend opposite(stained sulfur red)
Breaking the way singing stray Bullet sarenades
We die to be eternal I dont beleive in time if there is forever

Place the coins on the eyes
Reap in dead santioned by Your kiss
In this rotten Bliss

Place the coins on the eyes

(Very faint in the backgound)
No more love
are lives at rest
even death we will miss
Kill every martyre
for one one last kiss