t’s not the knife you bleed on
It’s not the cancer in your bones
It’s not the sunrise choking
It’s not the blood red moon alone
It’s not the way you look dead
It’s not the silent season
It’s not the suffer intense
It’s not the life you feed on
It’s the way the night falls into feeling grey
Empire, I was built around your heart
Hey Hey
Let the right one in
It’s not the ghost you kill with
It’s not the yellow eyes you crush
It’s not your failing senses
It’s not the barrel of this gun
It’s the way the night falls into feeling grey
SCAVENGERS OF THE DAMNED
I’m dead, to the world she said
And the funeral came alive
I collect, every flower sent
From hell down to the fire
Fall down sick I’m not insane
Are you feeling gross are you full of shame
Death has come to set us free
Oh it’s up to me
To make you fucking bleed
We are the scavengers, scavengers of the damned
We kill, let the demon steal
An antique pattern sky
Goodbye to all the lives I stole
And the funeral came alive
We’re on a mission to invite you all back to hell.
Hey Hey
If you want Love
If you crave death
Invite us
Out of the darkness
