Songs for the Sinners

Unspoken witness neaver reached the eyes of the day Yet the moon was the one to hear How she prayed forgiveness for each shattered little word she made to weep Why these woods still echo, how the whispering tangles on When the moon was the only one h

Peace behind your eyes is nothing I admire Revealed, devoted to something you can′t hide In to the darkest hour, she cast upon her roam Haven′t you learned how this went too far ? Has it been a sin, the weight on me and more than I could reap. Slow w

Come along with the whispering cold and fall They left you nothing more to seek from here. So roll the feast in flames unforgettable Take a bow to the end, reload your remorse Every line is a thorn bite through your eyes Still remains The everlasting