Vert. Burning Peace. Zeneszám

Burning peace like wilted flowers
blowing winds turn the hours
DEATH by BREATH you smell the flames smoke
dark shadows pass over
It's all burning away away
peace it falls away away today
love turns to lust in your eyes
you fall into your grave

to block away God's skys
a punished soul still held to its lies
dies
burning burning peace away away today