Ryan Dawson - Death Is Born Lyrics

Twist this wicked world
Wither, wonder, water under bridges
Wander heartless, dark, alone

Fallen majesty
Battered, bitter, bothered
Still, in chaos, better than you were before

The hills of skulls
The funerals
Bring you crown of thorns
The rugged cross
Gehenna calls
The first and only son of death is born

Black cacophony
Senseless, heedless, nameless in their numbers
Faces masked in agony

Twist this wicked world
Shudder, shattered, shadow hunched in hiding
Sheltered only by the flames

The hills of skulls
The funerals
Bring you crown of thorns
The rugged cross
Gehenna calls
The first and only son of death is born

Death is born, death is born