Funeral Winds Lyrics & Chords By Wastewalker

now the funeral grounds are at last AWASH with the blackness of this frigid autumn night I've lurked into the graveyard with pick and spade in tow this night shall birth forth...read more

Said the feral and six year old son "The thrill of the hunt" Says the prophet of all that's been said and done "Savor the kill" Unsettled, severance undone A non-living...read more

dear diary, tonight will be our last my hands are itching for razors my angel, this knife shall carve thee wings consumed by sickness, i ache to see your blood the hour...read more

A hideous glow in the cerulean sky A messenger; evil forebodes this dim twilight A world for the soulless, callous, vacant lives A void that God forgot ‒ a gift to the sleeping...read more

A belief, a conjured up belief, sworn to make you pay The greatest lie, ever created, for a monetary donation Watch for, a fallout Then see, what you believe in now Vast...read more