Haste The Day

Porcelain

Haste The Day
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Composição: Haste the Day

You tried to spit at the sun, put it out like a burning ember
She has a porcelain soul
As you crawl under the moon
Make this bed and sleep forever
She has a porcelain soul 'cause the life you live is less than alive
As they scream, "let them burn," you know she'll burn at the hands of your kin
As they scream, "let them burn," you know you won't forgive them
She crawls through the dirt like a four legged spider
He's there laying beside her.
When the serpents tongue is wrapped around her neck
"Let them burn"
"Let them burn"
And he knows that she died inside
And he knows
Open hands hold porcelain souls into the eyes of a traitor
I still see a believer
The witness is here
She's a witch and I love her
Buy back her soul with the blood of the Savior
Is it too much to forgive?
The witness is here
Open hands hold porcelain souls
She falls to her knees
And she begs for forgiveness as the Heavens open their gates
The wood burns and the fire blazes,
But He bought back her soul with the blood of the Savior

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