Old Man Gloom

In the next war we shall bury the dead in cellophane In the next war we shall bury the dead in cellophane The Host shall come packaged in every K ration The Host shall come packaged in every K ration Every man shall be provided with a small but perfe

deserts in your eyes a sea of sands and midnite stars losing touch, I become the sky there is our last kiss..... now push on proceed to oblivion submerged in fluid suspended in thought I reach the crest of the tallest peak I can see for miles breathe

This is our gift You were taken by a whirlwind And thrown into space [???]..the planets For now and forever Falling back to the ground Stop every star on the way down Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn This is our gift 专辑:Christmas 歌手:Old Man Gloom 歌曲:Gift

feel the heat rise kneel to hot sand wait to fight me suns life beats down afraid of daylight afraid of you 专辑:Meditations in B 歌手:Old Man Gloom 歌曲:Afraid Of