RareForm
Bluelight Crew
brother brother i have sinned
saw the color of a good man's skin
i walked a mile to cleanse my hands
but the revenant crossed me with his plans
hanging from a willow tree
will i die or will i bleed?
the smoke around is burning red
the noose fit tight around my neck
the more i pray the sky come down
my feet get further from the ground
the voices in my head grow weak
and the dybbuk stretches in my feet
once a denizen of hell
but i came back to tell my tale
why the wanderers picked on me
and left me dangling from a tree
tightly fitted in my skin
here to trot the earth again
and wherever it is i may go
every mile i'll count to losing sin
saw the color of a good man's skin
i walked a mile to cleanse my hands
but the revenant crossed me with his plans
hanging from a willow tree
will i die or will i bleed?
the smoke around is burning red
the noose fit tight around my neck
the more i pray the sky come down
my feet get further from the ground
the voices in my head grow weak
and the dybbuk stretches in my feet
once a denizen of hell
but i came back to tell my tale
why the wanderers picked on me
and left me dangling from a tree
tightly fitted in my skin
here to trot the earth again
and wherever it is i may go
every mile i'll count to losing sin
