peasant/priest
I can feel it in motion, its happening again
When i look through the moss and its holy again
When i think of the rust and the chain on the fence
Feels like things are going in motion again
Its too late
Its too late
Its too late for you, my friend
You used to be someone i recognised
I can see in my eyes, that its happening again
Priest put the cross on me and say those words again
Forest's quiet, and the devil is laughing again
Forest's quiet, and the devil has got you my friend, again
My friend
Its coming and its coming and its coming and its gone
Writer/s: ANGRYMOB
