Dont alter my altar dont desecrate my shrine My church is the water and my home is underneath the shady pines Dont underestimate the spine in a poor mans back when its against the wall and his futures black One mans story is another mans shame I aint bound for glory, Im bound for flames Take to the woods boy, and cover up your tracks Go away child and dont look back Sad is the lullaby from a mothers heart and soul when she knows her child has strayed from the foal The parish will perish by deaths cruel hand and finish the job that fate began All that static in the attic, thats just an old drunk ghost His chains are rattlin but his end is close Aint no hell below and aint no heaven above I came for the drinks but I stayed for the love Big ups to Alexis for sharing this with me!
Posted on: Tue, 14 Oct 2014 15:19:54 +0000
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