Bonus Track
It's a silent murder,
It's a grave that sings your song.
It's a quiet failure,
It's the one that makes you strong.
We are, hit and down,
Along, empty road.
We past, lost souls,
Blinded by the cold.
Whatch the fire burn out,
Watch the curton slowly close.
Waiting on the final words,
Your heart, already knows.
We are, hit and down,
Along, empty road.
We past, lost souls,
Blinded by the cold.
By the cold.
It's a silent murder,
It's a grave that sings your song.
*__Keep Rockin'my frinds__*
Writer/s: SOTY
