A Good Dead Done letra

The lies hold down
The ones you claim to love
The tears you feign
Are judged by God above

Go turn away the masses
The sickness and immersion
Why does it carry on?

Your tongue spits forth the lies of serpents

Be sure that your sins will soon find you out

Blood will rain down
From the sky
Killing the poison
In your lives

Is he in your heart?

Winter Solstice - Letras

• 55/23
• A Good Dead Done
• Bringing A Knife To A Gun Fight
• Calibrate The Virus
• Coming Of A New Day
• Courtesy Bow
• Following Caligula
• L'Aeroport
• Malice In Wonderland
• Never Again
• Thats The Way You Debate
• The Brother I Never Had
• The Hampton Roads 4th Annual Parade Of The Blind
• To The Nines
• Watcher