Baroness - The Gnashing lyrics

rate me

All of your fears are well founded and true<br />

All my hands are callous and cruel<br />

All of my arrows that riddle you through<br />

Are bullets that fire me back into you<br />

All of the rivers are boiling with thirst<br />

All my hands are covered with earth<br />

All of my children that gnash with their teeth<br />

Are paperback novels and dogs scratching fleas