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Raise up the ghosts of the dead
I won't die like them
Push past the point of raw emotion
I will breathe
Exist with a broken spirit
I will die complete
Ignore what the angels say
Enjoy that special place
Where the demons speak to me
I won't pick out the lining of my coffin yet
Unless I am sure this color satin is me
Better yet go with crushed velvet
That way I'll be damn sure to enjoy eternity
My daily life writes the eulogy
Engraved on tombstone diaries
Laid to rest by the passing of time
Seems to me that even love can die
And the rituals, that fade away
And the roses that cease to be laid
And to me it clearly appears that
We're already one foot in a very shallow grave
I will love with passion
You live like you're dead
I will love with passion
You live like you're dead
I will love with passion
As each day dies, are we living on to the next
Or passing on in the twilight
As each day dies, are we living on to the next
Or passing on in the twilight
As each day dies, are we living on to the next
Or passing on in the twilight
- Álbum:
- Long Live
- Miscellaneous
- Congregation Of The Damned
- The Curse
- Visions
- suicide notes and butterfly kisses
- Lead Sails Paper Anchor
- A Death-Grip On Yesterday
- Non-Album Releases
- Lead Sails Paper Anchor 2.0 (Edited Version)
- Lead Sails Paper Anchor (Edited)
- Start To Break
- Do You Know Who You Are?
- 2016 Warped Tour Compilation
- Covers of the Damned
- Covers of the Damned EP
- Handguns Better Punk Comp
- Victory Records Sampler
- The Cave
- Taste of Chaos