Roosting Towns Songtext
von Cemeteries

The houses lined in rows
The windows cracked and broke
The autumn air was cold
In our haunted home

They come from underneath
Out maybe out the trees
Covered in dirt and leaves
Why are we unseen?


The gate was open wide
And past the solid side
Through smoke and glowing lights
They walk the streets tonight

We think we′re safe and sound
Here in our rustic towns
Celestial skies and ground
The wilderness is bound

In the wind I heard
Hot dark hacksaw words
Rusted through the air
With a razor's slur