Hang Row Songtext
von Ballsqueezer

Cuddled deep in a country
Far from the virus of faith
Obeying rules of nature
Ignoring advance of decayed wealth


Hanged in row stiff and dead
Swamped with snow
All as one swing the way
That cold wind blows

Not too deep, not too far
Soon discovered as a hidden star
Enforced religion, needless mate
Now hanged on trees as fruits of hate

Hanged in row stiff and dead
Swamped with snow
All as one swing the way
That cold wind blows