Cold Prayers Songtext
von meth.

Silence
I feel all your hate, vibrance, cold stares
Headaches, they call your name
Mother, you prey on mistakes

Dead room, dispose faithful
Congregate, wrap the throbbing mass in its covers


I can′t forget
Her bones lay bare
The lover's mist
On her body, on her body
I can′t forget
Her bones lay bare
The lover's mist
On her body, on her body
Her silence; An artifact
Her silence; An artifact