The Hills Will Be My Burial Shroud Lyrics
Only to continue a pattern of monetary gainI had no control over my introductionInto this sphere of dreadThey cannot tamper with my bodyWithout evidence or a nameThey have been plotting for my plotThose considered the mystery menAwaiting to possess the priceable rotNo matter how detestable the cadaver thereinI do not want them to own meIn my precious instance of transformationNor the ground they plan to seed me inJust for business accumulationMy tomb will be a dank, desolate caveIn which my bones will be enslavedImproper procedure, this-my chosen graveNo roses of respectNor ashes to be saved
Willow Wisp The Hills Will Be My Burial Shroud
