The Velorium Camper 111: Al The Killer

Coheed And Cambria

At birth given scars along tender heart liberties
Injustice for awkward living situated casualities
They lay dead along your floor
Careful not to wake them they're sleeping
In the morrows good mourning
They dying will discard the wish to live
Let this colony know in the name of the dead
We're coming

When I kill her, I'll have her
Dance upon the graves of the dead,
Upon your name
Die white girls, dite white girls
Dance upon the graves of the dead,
Upon the graves of the dead

You'll get nothing for something
Arise the hidden war of a dead song, unsung
The night of your children's day
Beneath the surface sealed by the floors
Boarded up
Seal the lips of your voice with haste
And cower at the sounds as they make their way
Surprise by the malice
The opposing break the surface hold ready
Let this colony know in the name of the dead
We're coming

When I kill her, I'll have her
Dance upon the graves of the dead,
Upon your name
Die white girls, die white girls
Dance upon the graves of the dead,
Upon the graves of the dead

Will the killing veil love
Should the heroes play dumb
But killing's no fun
When the heroes are none
Let the colony know in the name of the dead
We're coming

Bye, bye world
Bye, bye world
Dance upon the graves of the dead,
upon your name
Die white girls, die white girls
Dance upon the graves of the dead,
upon the graves of the dead
Bye, bye world
Bye, bye world
Dance upon the graves of the dead,
upon your name
Die white girls
Bye, bye world
Dance upon the graves of the dead
upon the graves of the dead
upon the graves of the dead
upon the graves