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Epitaph Lyrics Artist(Band):In the Woods
The wall on which the prophets wrote Is cracking at the seams. Upon the instruments of death The sunlight brightly gleams. When every man is torn apart With nightmares and with dreams, Will no one lay the laurel wreath As silence drowns the screams. Confusion will be my epitaph. As I crawl a cracked and broken path If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. Between the iron gates of fate, The seeds of time were sown, And watered by the deeds of those Who know and who are known; Knowledge is a deadly friend If no one sets the rules. The fate of all mankind I see Is in the hands of fools. The wall on which the prophets wrote Is cracking at the seams. Upon the instruments of death (if) The sunlight brightly gleams. When every man is torn apart With nightmares and with dreams, Will no one lay the laurel wreath As silence drowns the screams. Confusion will be my epitaph. As I crawl a cracked and broken path If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. crying... crying... crying... Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. crying... crying... crying... Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. crying... crying... cry... cry... cry... cry... cry... If you find some error in Epitaph Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to ain32 for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Epitaph The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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