MEADOWS

Stomping through the graveyard

Blood all on my face

Following the moonlight

Cutter on my waist

Won't sleep till I'm dead

Or till I hear 'em call my name

Hang you from the tree

Like you never had a name

You're buried in the meadows

I'll leave you buried in the meadows

In my field of rusty metal

I'll leave you buried in the meadows

Backroad creeping

Fog rolls deep to the pits of my mind

Hearin' whispers in my sleep

Got 15 knives different name on each, yeah

From the morgue on the haunted way

I've been tweaking so long up for 20 days

Past the light where the wind blows

On the mountain, bodies scattered in the snow

Took em down, preaching death to the choir

Strike a match, find your way, start a forest fire

Red-eyes in the dark will guide you

Cold hands scratching down from behind you

Hear the cries, scream them out into the night

Cutter in my hand, better get out of sight

Heard your quivered breath, when the reaper spoke

You can fight it but you'll end up in the meadows

Stomping through the graveyard

Blood all on my face

Following the moonlight

Cutter on my waist

Won't sleep till I'm dead

Or till I hear 'em call my name

Hang you from the tree

Like you never had a name

You're buried in the meadows

I'll leave you buried in the meadows

In my field of rusty metal

I'll leave you buried in the meadows