Ross Robinson - Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About Silence lyrics

That burning feeling Red liquids Clear liquids Blessed are the sick Children shiver in the river Where is our god now? Does he watch over all in El Segundo? He don't lie when he say "Under." I'm wasting away I find time to pine When pining away my time Within sin With no redemption We will find our souls And the shells they're kept in All wasted away Blessed are the sick in me The prey, the thrill, the chill and we Are martyrs that crumble on time Predestination We'll stop upon dimes And he'd constructed us all in El Segundo As the shivering children pray Demons in Demons out Cry for dawn Gratis Bored I'm the matador of the children's ward Beggars wed choosers Red sheets Bed sheet Boozers I'm the head fan Blessed be my bed pan It's a cold, having just been mugged feeling In the sun I've got this for you It's under my finger nails I brought this for you It's typically Sunday I'm digging a hole This is what it's like to feel alone