Hear the drums
From the coffin
Summer leaves
They have fallen
The mist
Spreading to your knees
The voices
Speaking through the breeze
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Hear the music from the grave
Hear the drums
From the coffin
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Hear the music from the grave
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Hear the music from the grave
Hear the drums
From the coffin
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Music from the grave
Gilbert - spooktober Lyrics
Gilbert - spooktober Lyrics
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Hear the drums
From the coffin
Summer leaves
They have fallen
The mist
Spreading to your knees
The voices
Speaking through the breeze
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Hear the music from the grave
Hear the drums
From the coffin
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Hear the music from the grave
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Hear the music from the grave
Hear the drums
From the coffin
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Music from the grave
From the coffin
Summer leaves
They have fallen
The mist
Spreading to your knees
The voices
Speaking through the breeze
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Hear the music from the grave
Hear the drums
From the coffin
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Hear the music from the grave
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Hear the music from the grave
Hear the drums
From the coffin
Sitting in a dark room
Walls splattered with your eyes
Slipping in your pools of blood
Music from the grave
Writer: gilberto martinez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid