Under A Killing Moon Lyrics Thrice

The air my lungs first loved

Ultimate ninja blazing mod apk unlimited pearls. Sometimes their approach to lyric writing is very much full-on evangelistic proclamation. Sometimes Christian songwriters (eg, Chevelle's Pete. The Lyrics for Under a Killing Moon by Thrice have been translated into 1 languages The air my lungs first loved carves craters from my eyes They said 'Breathe deeply son, or be the next to die'.

Carves craters from my eyes
They said,'Breathe deeply son
Or be the next to die'
Beneath the falling night
And heaven's shutting gate
Pray keep your tongue held tight
Or suffer the same fate
The blood on our black gloves
It is none of your concern
If you want to call our bluff
'Get in line and wait your turn
And watch the witches burn'
Don't flinch when innocents
Are dancing with the flame
If they wanted to live
They'd learn to play the game
You can still walk away
If you just hold your tongue
If you'd just walk away
You'd live to seen the sun
Under this killing moon
Under this burning sky
The fire's shining groom
I hold my breath and close my eyes
The blood on our black gloves
It is none of your concern
If you want to call our bluff
Get in line and wait your turn
And watch the witches burn
We'll watch the witches burn
Written by: Dustin Michael Kensrue, Edward Carrington Breckenridge, James Riley Breckenridge, Teppei Teranishi
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group