Catapilla - Thank Christ For George lyrics

Her remains, men in some tomb, he hands off a last light. I heard a clinched means words you fenced with, to protect. to protect. An image, liberally coiled, around him. He started to tenderly unfold. She failed, at least she learned. He knows a restricted silenced tune. Drifting to you at night, start right. An image, carefully foiled, around him.