Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Sound of the Dredge in Deathcount Woods, artist - Frontierer. Album song Unloved, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 26.07.2018
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
The Sound of the Dredge in Deathcount Woods |
| The noise it makes |
| The noise it makes |
| The noise it makes |
| It always scrapes |
| The bones display |
| White like we rot |
| In the vein of the father and spied on by the holy ghost |
| The leaves of the path are gray, as the noise it makes, the bones display |
| There was time, time to run |
| Running from the future’s end |
| Into darkness I drift |
| As the float consumes like massive screams I miss |
| The noise it makes |
| The noise it makes |
| The noise it makes |
| It always scrapes |
| The bones display |
| White like we rot |
| White like they rot |
| Ivory sheen that basks in true silence |
| Ivory sheen that hides in full darkness |
| Sinister seeping and fragile |
| And all the names before us |
| The muffled words that caught us |
| No longer will they tell us |
| Instead they talk below us |
| I do nothing but walk into this quiet night and listen |
| It will devastate you |
| Walk into this quiet night and listen |
| I know what it sounds like to die in this hole |
| I know what it sounds like to die in this home |
| I won’t be lost |
| I won’t be covered up |
| I won’t be gone forever |
| I won’t be lost |
| I won’t be covered up ever again |
| I won’t be gone forever |
| The noise it makes |
| The noise it makes |
| The noise it makes |
| It always scrapes |
| The plume of smoke is signaling us along |
| Inside the trees we all stand naked and dead |
| We are not alone (just inches apart) |
| Hanging by a thread choking |
| We are now numb |
| Numb |