Dressed In Black lyrics by The Becoming. Rows of bodies dressed in black The sound of death and colored glass We cry, she’s passed We admit in consequence...
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Rows of bodies dressed in black
The sound of death and colored glass
We cry, she’s passed
We admit in consequence
Someone else or something is to blame for this
But know your death awaits you
So face the night alone and say hello until that day
Tears are so in vain
When we say we’re not afraid of anything
Until that day
And it’s easier to think
That she’s left us for a better place than this
We’re all scared and buried souls
We are killers hiding in the cold
In the cold
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