Текстове на песни: Murder by Death. Good Morning, Magpie. White Noise.
Meet me in the valley
See me pass on the street
You'll find me in the garden
Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
The oceans will seethe
And have no reprieve for the weak and the damned
The creatures of the sea
Will make homes of the bones that drift endlessly
As far as the eye can see
Meet me in the valley
See me pass on the street
You'll find me in the garden
Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
The mountains sink into the earth
And amidst the tumbling dirt
The stragglers clutch their young
As if there's something to be done
Or will it be just, just this?
Just white noise, white light in the deep
Will they record
The descending of the horde
With a black box that contains
The echoes, the shouts, the strains of the last?
Or will it be just, just this?
Just white noise, white light in the deep
Meet me in the valley
See me pass on the street
You'll find me in the garden
Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
You heard the stories of me
You know what I can do
I take the embers of man's anger
And there's nothing I can't spin them into
You heard me whisper to you
I see you recognize my face
A familiar pulse
Calling out from the empty spaces
Meet me in the valley
See me pass on the street
You'll find me in the garden
Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
The oceans will seethe
And have no reprieve for the weak and the damned
The creatures of the sea
Will make homes of the bones that drift endlessly
As far as the eye can see
Meet me in the valley
See me pass on the street
You'll find me in the garden
Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
The mountains sink into the earth
And amidst the tumbling dirt
The stragglers clutch their young
As if there's something to be done
Or will it be just, just this?
Just white noise, white light in the deep
Will they record
The descending of the horde
With a black box that contains
The echoes, the shouts, the strains of the last?
Or will it be just, just this?
Just white noise, white light in the deep
Meet me in the valley
See me pass on the street
You'll find me in the garden
Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
You heard the stories of me
You know what I can do
I take the embers of man's anger
And there's nothing I can't spin them into
You heard me whisper to you
I see you recognize my face
A familiar pulse
Calling out from the empty spaces
Meet me in the valley
Murder by Death
Good Morning, Magpie
Murder by Death
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