House Of Bones lyrics by Versover. A little grils crying Trying to break free Throat off, dead, nothing else I tried to stop it Yet he was untouchable Boned...
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A little grils crying
Trying to break free
Throat off, dead, nothing else
I tried to stop it
Yet he was untouchable
Boned off, blood, under yell
Then everything was clear, I knew
I barely believe my own eyes
Inside the walls they were living
under the ruins of
The House of Bones
Over the ruins
I saw the rebirth
House of Bones, I know well
They cried for their sons
Painted on the walls
Rotten, dead, locked in hell
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