Poisonblack - Them Walls текст песни

Silent as a tomb

Gather one, gather all
Come see a struggling man fall

Feel free to throw stones at him
Don't waste your sympathy

Rusty nail by nail, coming down are the tired floors
And echoes the beat of the hoof at the bolted door
Homesick home
So sick to the bone

Gather one, gather all
Come see a struggling man fall

Feel free to throw stones at him
Don't waste your sympathy
Feel free to gob scorn at him
Denounce him the enemy