Knife Wound - Sean Danielsen

March behind the symbol of an iron horse

Falling far away somewhere

Give yourself to warmachines and cancer whores

Crazy, but we all have been prepared

Distance is a funny thing to keep you from

Everything you know to be the light

And all the sinners fuck around the travel drum

Every sinner cuts his hand at night

You’ll know where this feather is here to weigh the truth

Curtain closes earlier tonight

Drugout to the lost and found, they buried you

Deeper than a scarman with a knife

Distance is a funny thing to keep you from

Everything you know to be the light

And all the sinners fuck around the travel drum

Every sinner cuts his hand at night

I’m not scared of all your fucked up mind control to steal the soul

I’m not scared of all your poisonous

Your nightmare

Your nightmare

Your nightmare

March behind the symbol of an iron horse

Falling far away somewhere

Give yourself to warmachines and cancer whores

Crazy, but we all have been prepared

Distance is a funny thing to keep you from

Everything you know to be the light

And all the sinners fuck around the travel drum

Every sinner cuts his hand at night