.Raise the dead to hear them scream again
It's a prize in its own right
Equal in death at last,
with no exceptions made
There's no escape in this and
that's how it ends
This is my ceremony
A blood rite to spite your kind
Smalltown kings and queens
Falling over-it's .
Have you been looking for lyrics of your favorite song, too long? Lyrics has got them all listed out for you by your favorite songwriters, artists neatly arranged by albums you love. Simply,Choose an album, artist or lyricist and start discovering lyrics of your favorite songs.
Allow To View All Exclusive Content & Notifications 🔔