October Falls şarkı sözleri
Abandoned fields at the core of the hopeThat once carried the weight of the fallenLife's rotten tree with the last poisoned fruitsStill tempting the weakest menThe well of mankind is the womb of the earthBleeding the poisoned blood from the soilYet the roots of greed are dwelling withinIn every man and at their tombsIt's the weight of the fallenThe sleigh of a thousand stonesA man without guilt is a man without sin A brother or father, all killing their kinDrunken by greed, harvesting same seedsAnd the blood flows back to these soilsLike dead without a grave or death without sleepThe roots of greed are dwelling withinIn every man, in every graveThe weight of the fallen
