Booklub - Western Hours Lyrics
AfterOur love rests in flowerTonightPick me for your key towerYou are beneath this bedI own you beneath this bedRain, by the hourFeel, can't breathe inBlood, in our western hourListen, listen to it's coping powerYou are this noveltyFind the time, out things?Rain, by the hourFeel, can't breathe inTill death and come, comeMeet me to our kindNothing else on my mindThis holy war tongue tiedTill death and come, comeMeet me to our kindNothing else on my mindThis holy war tongue tied