Lyrics

I've carried this body for miles The sacrificed hang from the trees, withering Covered in ash, their corpses sway The scent of decay reeks as the embers burn There's a lingering pain pulsating within me Softly weeping, I lay the angel on the wooden pyre Before taking one last taste of heaven One last taste of heaven
Writer(s): Alex Stanfield, James Beveridge, Matt King Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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