Lyrics
i'm bol-ted from with-in from long conn-i-ving heights the hail it makes a spe-cial sound that al-ways stay in-to the night she tells me i'm not cap-a-ble of what they acc-use me with no re-morse i stand an
at guil-ty's what i plead the de- vil ma-kes me dream like no o- ther mor- tal dreams with a blank eye cor- ner th
way to see him in the tunn-el where he slept
ong-est tusk of corr-i-dors numb be-low the neck in my heart where he keeps them in a vault of de-vil
ters when i bend in kick-ing form with twi-light as my guide in eve-ry home the ghost veins goss-ip you can hear
