Lyrics Rome's Distress - Christian Death

Rome's Distress

Burning crosses on a nigga’s lawn, burning dollars, what’s a house without a
home?
Dance in your white sheet glory.
Dance in your passion
You talk about sugar on the six-fingered beast, conversations about the holes
in your hands
Walk through the garden of man’s desire
Conversations about the kingdom of fire.
Conversations about the kingdom of fire
What’s that moving in the basement?
What’s that moving in the addict?
Who’s that walking in the shadows?
Who’s that walking in the streets?
Kiss on my hand
After dark, hand for a kiss
After dark, kiss on my hand
Kiss on my hand
Kiss on my hand
Romance in sequence, harmful to the blind.
Burning hearts through the top of
your skull
Dance in your white sheet glory.
Dance in your passion
Your days are numbered with creations in your pocket, your days are numbered
with the love in your eyes
The love in your eyes
Love
What’s that moving in the basement?
Who’s that moving in the addict?
Who’s that lying on the altar?
Who’s that lying in the streets?
Kiss on my hand
After dark, hand for a kiss
After dark, kiss on my hand
Kiss on my hand
Kiss on my hand
Kiss on my hand
Pull down the sheets
Take off your clothes
Get out of bed
I’m so tired
I’m so tired
Pull down the sheets
Take off your clothes
Get out of bed
I’m so tired
I’m so tired
I’m so tired