Cry for me sky (eulogy of the scorned
by Devildriver
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Right!
Let´s move, move!
In this life I´ve known nothing but seeds you´ve sown
I´ve walked the highways and I´ve combed the side roads
It´s been a joy of highs, oh the pain of lows
I met the Devil at the heart of the crossroads
I share a soul with a hunting hound
My blood´s a red river that flows through every town
No
Have you ever felt like I have?
Have you ever felt like I have?
Have you ever felt like I have?
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me, scorned, scorned
Live this life insane, nothing but pouring rain
I´m an outlaw, it´s amazing I´m sane
Born and dressed in black, my soul is fighting back
Fueling Hell and raising cain...
Noooooooooooooooo
Have you ever felt like I have?
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Right
Get the fuck up, get up
When I´m a ghost and gone, I´ll be remembered strong
By all I´ve met, by friends and family
When I´m lowered down, six feet in the ground
There won´t be a sound except for crows wailing
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Let´s move, move!
In this life I´ve known nothing but seeds you´ve sown
I´ve walked the highways and I´ve combed the side roads
It´s been a joy of highs, oh the pain of lows
I met the Devil at the heart of the crossroads
I share a soul with a hunting hound
My blood´s a red river that flows through every town
No
Have you ever felt like I have?
Have you ever felt like I have?
Have you ever felt like I have?
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me, scorned, scorned
Live this life insane, nothing but pouring rain
I´m an outlaw, it´s amazing I´m sane
Born and dressed in black, my soul is fighting back
Fueling Hell and raising cain...
Noooooooooooooooo
Have you ever felt like I have?
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Right
Get the fuck up, get up
When I´m a ghost and gone, I´ll be remembered strong
By all I´ve met, by friends and family
When I´m lowered down, six feet in the ground
There won´t be a sound except for crows wailing
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky
Cry for me sky