Gallows - Death Voices lyrics
[Gallows - Death Voices lyrics]
Drag your crosses through the ground
Throw the carcass to the hound
The ship we wrecked is going down
The river is a bitch, and tonight, she howls
Remember me as you pass by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now, so you will be
Prepare for death, follow me
Four nails, four corners
Four riders, and four horses
Bring me famine, bring me death
Bring me war, and pestilence
Throw your fists to the ground
Beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold grey world
We made for ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in hell
Remember me as you pass by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now, so you will be
Prepare for death, follow me
The sky tears open and it pours with blood
The moon turns red
And the streets will flood
Dig up your casket, fill it with stones
This is the end of the world
And we are bringing it home
Four nails, four corners
Four riders, and four horses
Bring me famine, bring me death
Bring me war, and pestilence
Throw your fists to the ground
Beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold grey world
We made for ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in hell
So kill yourself
'Cause there ain't nothing else
Go on and fucking kill yourself
Four nails, four corners
Four riders, and four horses
Four tales, death voices
No love, all corpses
Throw your fists into the ground
Beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold grey world
We made of ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in hell
So kill yourself
'Cause there ain't nothing else
Go on and fucking kill yourself
Throw the carcass to the hound
The ship we wrecked is going down
The river is a bitch, and tonight, she howls
Remember me as you pass by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now, so you will be
Prepare for death, follow me
Four nails, four corners
Four riders, and four horses
Bring me famine, bring me death
Bring me war, and pestilence
Throw your fists to the ground
Beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold grey world
We made for ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in hell
Remember me as you pass by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now, so you will be
Prepare for death, follow me
The sky tears open and it pours with blood
The moon turns red
And the streets will flood
Dig up your casket, fill it with stones
This is the end of the world
And we are bringing it home
Four nails, four corners
Four riders, and four horses
Bring me famine, bring me death
Bring me war, and pestilence
Throw your fists to the ground
Beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold grey world
We made for ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in hell
So kill yourself
'Cause there ain't nothing else
Go on and fucking kill yourself
Four nails, four corners
Four riders, and four horses
Four tales, death voices
No love, all corpses
Throw your fists into the ground
Beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold grey world
We made of ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in hell
So kill yourself
'Cause there ain't nothing else
Go on and fucking kill yourself