The Eighth Day Lyrics & Chords By Plethora

Mourn the death you celebrate Love the ones you used to hate Place of sorrow, guide our hand Murdering the innocent Break down to me If all is wasted endlessly Your loss...read more

Dead asleep the city dreams Holding up its arms like limbs of steel Mountains rise like mounds of sand The boiling sea has swallowed up the land (chorus) On the eighth day,...read more