Слова:
Woods Of Ypres Woods Iv The Green Album

You must grieve your loss, until the grief is gone But once you've come this far, you can't look back anymore But whatever you do, don't open the wounds

By the time you read this, I will already be dead Do not reply to this, it is only to be read By the time you read this, I will already be dead Do not

Woe, oh I am in denial, and I am depressed I will try to bargain with you, then share my anger with you But I can't complete the full cycle of mourning

The vicious beating, the rapid flow of thinning blood Pumping fluid that warms the darkness of my heart The heavy breathing, the strangest desire The

On the other side of night and day I could be no farther away The moon I see is not our moon, This sun is not the one we know But the are safe with you

Drag that fuckin' weight man, Drag that weight and breathe Pull that fuckin' anchor across the rocks, push that mountain into the sea Drag that Weight

You pulled your things off the walls, took all that was yours. You packed your books into boxes and placed them at the door. You emptied your half of

Life is just pain and piss; it's nothing that I will miss Life is just pain and piss; it's just... temporary Life is the madness of a drunken city night