X Marks The Spot letra

The weight of our heads on our shoulders
A magnetic pull towards grace

Flesh shedding blood on its way
A bone yard of retro display

And the bruised hunks of skin
No longer moved by the wind
Lead to X marks the spot

Crow collect the toll
From these time eaten frames
Mixing dust with dust while cawing new names

Kin on a tightrope
Hum a carpe diem tune
I've paid the murder and they brought me to you

At this time I stand and speak of my one regret
I haven't burnt this map of memories yet
pointing to X marks the spot
I have all I want At X Marks the spot

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Humanwine - Letras

• Big Brother
• Bizarre
• Box Mask
• Defiled Corpse
• Dim Allentown Cove
• Dim Allentown Cove (part. 1)
• Drugs The Masquerade
• Epoch
• Estat
• Fattest Thin
• Fighting Naked
• Fire
• Hypodermic Imagery
• Intoxicated
• Kalifornia
• Pique
• Rivolta Silenziosa
• Script Language
• The Hordes
• Unentitled States Of Hysteria
• Vast The Olde World, Then Sails
• Wake up
• When In Rome
• Worthless Ode
• X Marks The Spot
• You Are Free