Jezebel - Howl-歌词

Jezebel - Howl

The mountans

At her back

The horizon

Gnawing at her throat

Slowing the butchers you planted

Bloom and swing the blades

Fumble with the ropes

As the twilight

Takes it's place

Gaze at the witch boiling inside

Broken nails

Grip feels frail

In sheets she'll sail

Close your eyes oh friend

I'll show you how

They did you

I'll make them fail

The scorn you left her

At pleasure's door

You f**king bastard

In sheets she sails