As the bells ring for saints
to go into heavenly slumber
At sunset the grey-haired lay
in the box proper
Away from the moist air they'd
love to take in longer
Acute heartache stay, hours into days
as brothers go beyond the border
A chunk of charming choristers
sing hallelujah
A once happy home goes silent, a
loving sand goes yonder
Aaah! I, scared to go in now
pray to you merciful father.
Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 4:21 AM UTC
As the bells ring for saints
to go into heavenly slumber
At sunset the grey-haired lay
in the box proper
Away from the moist air they'd
love to take in longer
Acute heartache stay, hours into days
as brothers go beyond the border
A chunk of charming choristers
sing hallelujah
A once happy home goes silent, a
loving sand goes yonder
Aaah! I, scared to go in now
pray to you merciful father.
