"Wound" lyrics - GODFLESH
GODFLESH
"Wound"
Survival in buildings. Stand still, shut-in
Streets are empty; the miserable trails
You move with such grace. You must be silent
The prayer ruse; I'm dying from the wound
Survival in buildings. Stand still, shut-in
Streets are empty; the miserable trails
You move with such grace. You must be silent
The prayer ruse; I'm dying from the wound