Blight Takes All
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
Just another Poland pose
With this new haircut
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 doubt and worthless plans
This blight takes all
Just another death rattle dance
Are we homeward bound?
I know what can be blessed
When I heard that lost song
In this 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 doubt and worthless plans
This blight takes all