Vincent Moan Songtext
von O’Death

All of my sins just burned away
Left floating for eternity′s days
Saw spiders reaching for my bed
Left home never returned again

I planted my feet
I left the ground
I sought the wind to
I fought the sound

All my, all my, all my own
Could have crashed a vacant moan
Bend the hush of violins
Crush the pride of naked wind
Taste the dents of broken mains
By the hands of all the taint
Bleed what's left of my bled heart
Left before you from the start


I trust these words won′t save my fall
Won't bother her from last night's ball
We′ve barely spoken, now we′re dead
Left maybe from this world instead

I planted my feet
I left the ground
I sought the wind to
I fought the sound

Rinse out the leather of her nice Corvette
Leave it on the shoulder faced away from the street
Bother all the fathers, make sure they're asleep
Bleed all the spiders, taste their bones for a week
And if that corpse decides to weep
Chop it up in thirds and let a face recede
Sip from the liver that kept her wet
Wrap it up in folded sheets of where she slept
Bother all the fathers, make sure they′re asleep
Bleed all the spiders, taste their bones for a week


All my, all my, all my own
Could have crashed a vacant moan
Bend the hush of violins
Crush the pride of naked wind
Taste the dents of broken mains
By the hands of all the taint
Left before you all the same
Broken from the start