Boitata Lyrics & Chords By Os Penitentes

I washed up in Trinity, my pulse as slow as sand. Corrupted by the venom of the serpent's poison gland. The town was stripped of all but bones. The houses leaned obscenely. ...read more

When this body grows weary And the end's feeling close I wanna go to heaven When I give up the ghost I'm counting sparrows And darkening skies It's swallowed by the clouds...read more

The sick of the fold turn their backs on the flock To wander the wasteland so grim. They pray to false idols of wood, gold and rock When they ought to raise voices to Him. The...read more

For inflicting the woe And the pain that you've dealt For all the grief and the cold misery For all the missed feelings Your heart should have fealt Hell gapes wide for thee ...read more

The Church in the desert Like a purse stuffed with gold Is surrounded by the hungry The infirm and old And though they make a show Of sweeping scraps from their tables They...read more