Post Office I Lyrics & Chords By Tom Moto

We stand divided The cypher of the sick If you look you'll find it Amplification of the voice may segregate Trivia's spray Emphasize the rules and meditate Look away A...read more

The passage of, the blackest dawn, will come. Adorned with hate, for all of man's, kingdom. Cannot escape, the fate that we've, been given. The end of life, as our world,...read more

Our life sewn, from total darkness. Harvesting doubt, preserve the abscess. An emotional bout, a total state of unrest. Thrive on despair, to prey on a weakness. Lyers, sewn by...read more

When extinction removes, the cause and effects. Regret will fade, by time's hand eraced. No proclamations, from vanquished foes. Or shivering victim. A pasture where...read more

Eternal light, Trapped inside our darkness. Hate the light, Dim our cold existence. Eternal light, Comsumed by darkness. Hate our life, Dim our cold existence. No...read more