A Rose for the Crows

We found a priest after all
Let’s go and bury them all
My days were colder than cold
Your time’s up now, you’re so old
Ooh and, while lightning might strike again
I think it’s over my friend
We found a preist after all
Let’s go and bury them all
Wild, wild roses they will grow
We’ll leave them for the crows
Wild roses they will grow, and grow
Wild, wild roses they will grow
We’ll leave them for the crows
Wild roses they do grow, and grow
Our hearts are bees after all
They rise and buzz, and they fall
Our Earth is older than old
The seas, they bleed and they flow
We found a preist after all
Let’s go and bury them all
Wild, wild roses they will grow
We’ll leave them for the crows
Wild roses they will grow, and grow
Wild, wild roses they will grow
We’ll leave them for the crows
Wild roses they will grow, and grow
Down to the
Earth inner
You live in frozen terror