Doomseer

And they’re coming down to
And they’re willing to come too far
And their will became so
And they’re willing to call too High
And they want to crawl in
And they’re willing to crawl to us
On coming sun
And the living took your heart
And they’re listening to soul tone
And I lure them to my Heart
And they took the skulls of tombs
And I’m learning to talk it out
Tow me a line
And I never can know what they say when I’m coming back
My tinted talk…
And I never can know what they say when I’m coming back
Come back