Twenty Seven - MS MR

Staring at a wall for most of the day

Face down in ceilings couldn’t pull away

Pray for me my soul does take

As I slip away and go insane

Don’t build for me an empty grave

Don’t need

The promise of heaven

Just faith I’ll pass twenty seven

Broken at the source

Let me be your singing corpse

Singing corpse

I have this dream where I cut out my tongue

So I can’t make promises that can never be done

Brittle strands become threads

Breaking fast as the dead spreads

Don’t need

The promise of heaven

Just faith I’ll pass twenty seven

Broken at the source

Let me be your singing corpse

Singing corpse

Don’t need

The promise of heaven

Just faith I’ll pass twenty seven

Broken at the source

Let me be your singing corpse

Singing corpse

Don’t need

The promise of heaven

Just faith I’ll pass twenty seven

Broken at the source

Let me be your singing corpse

Singing corpse