Undead Son lyrics
Song information
Artist: Tarot Album: Suffer Our Pleasures
Lyrics
I hear, I speak, counted the words all of my life I see, I dream, if world's a womb, I'd be the knife I run, I flee, your fingers just won't leave my head I hear you speak for those I left for dead
I hear, I speak, the tongues are forked, the ears distort I see, I dream, your world's a horde against my fort I run, I flee, the vermin stalk within my walls I hear them speak their dirt within my halls
Mother help your... undead son Let go of your... undead son Mother help your... undead son Let me go... undead son
I walk, I'm dead, I'm slowly eaten from inside I walk this walk, been walking since I died
Mother help your... undead son
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