Read A Good Dead Done lyrics by Winter Solstice on HiperMusicas, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The lies hold down
The ones you claim to love
The tears you feign
Are judged by God above
Go turn away the masses
The sickness and immersion
Why does it carry on?
Your tongue spits forth the lies of serpents
Be sure that your sins will soon find you out
Blood will rain down
From the sky
Killing the poison
In your lives
Is he in your heart?
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