Blight Takes All – …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

Just another Poland pose with this new haircut
Oh, what am I to do?
Just another ringing alarm in this empty room
I know what I can do

As spring hits my eyes, I revel in the mist
Something lustful bores a hole
Formed from dought and worthless plans
Oh, this blight takes all

What else can I do, so now I know

Just another death rattle dance, are we homeward bound?
I know what can be blessed
When I heard that song in that empty room
I know we’ll be missed

As spring hits my eyes, I revel in the mist
Something lustful bores a hole
Formed from dought and worthless plans
Oh, this blight takes all

What else can I do when I let it go?
What else can I do when I let it die?
What else can I do when I let it go?
What else can I do when I let it die?
When I let it die, when I let die
When I let it die