Saturday, August 18, 2007
RUN!
Run to your grave before they come, for you
It’s the place where you can stay for as long as you want
They are chasing you they will hunt you down
So run for your life to your death
Run to your grave, son
Dive down their eyes, hide yourself in the dark
Cover your face and don’t utter a word, and run
Steal your shadow, hide from the light
Burn down the frenzy and extinguish your plight
They will hunt you down, son find your grave, run…
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