"Grey.Link" lyrics
Five, four, three, two, one
Ayy, yo!
Spinning, turning in my grave
I hear the church bells ring (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Hear the church bells
Demons singing, rolling back the eyes
Murder sleeping (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Murder sleeping murder sleeping murder
Blacking out and waking up with thoughts missing
Ears ringing, fiend of the shadow legion
Yeah, yeah
Fiend of the shadow legion
Shook to the core from what I witnessed
But I never had a chance to make it with the living (Wo)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
Spinning, turning in my grave
I hear the church bells ring (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Demons singing, rolling back the eyes
Murder sleeping (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Blacking out and waking up with thoughts missing
Ears ringing, fiend of the shadow legion
Fiend of the shadow legion
Shook to the core from what I witnessed
But I never had a chance to make it with the living
Walking dead man, limping from my mama's kitchen
(Mama's kitchen)
Drinking wormwood, free from my mental prison
(Free from my mental prison)
Bloody red hands, drippin' on my mama's linens
(Drippin' on my mama's linens)
Lord, it feels good, all these beetles in my prism
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yo
Walking dead man, I never had sight, I was blind to begin with
Blind to begin with
We drinking wormwood, paradise, my mind is sickened
My mind is sickened
Bloody red hands, I was born once again in a vision
Urughhh
Tell me I did good, gonna carry out the wishes of my own decrepit premonitions
Tell me... I did... good
Yeah, yeah
All night covered eyes
I know no right, come and hide outside
My sight-sight is flooded with the moonlight
Eating with his mind untied
Blackened vomit with the tide
Mhm, yeah yeah, you can trust me
I can promise you the lie
Seeping out, burning the edges
Your tongue has been tied
Crucify my chemical red flesh mind
I will never kill myself
I will never fucking die
Spinning, turning in my grave
I hear the church bells ring (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Demons singing, rolling back the eyes
Murder sleeping (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
BLACK OUT, waking up with thoughts missing
Ears ringing, fiend of the shadow legion
Shook to the core from what I witnessed
But I never had a chance to make it with the living
Yaoo
Ayy, yo!
Spinning, turning in my grave
I hear the church bells ring (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Hear the church bells
Demons singing, rolling back the eyes
Murder sleeping (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Murder sleeping murder sleeping murder
Blacking out and waking up with thoughts missing
Ears ringing, fiend of the shadow legion
Yeah, yeah
Fiend of the shadow legion
Shook to the core from what I witnessed
But I never had a chance to make it with the living (Wo)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
Spinning, turning in my grave
I hear the church bells ring (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Demons singing, rolling back the eyes
Murder sleeping (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Blacking out and waking up with thoughts missing
Ears ringing, fiend of the shadow legion
Fiend of the shadow legion
Shook to the core from what I witnessed
But I never had a chance to make it with the living
Walking dead man, limping from my mama's kitchen
(Mama's kitchen)
Drinking wormwood, free from my mental prison
(Free from my mental prison)
Bloody red hands, drippin' on my mama's linens
(Drippin' on my mama's linens)
Lord, it feels good, all these beetles in my prism
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yo
Walking dead man, I never had sight, I was blind to begin with
Blind to begin with
We drinking wormwood, paradise, my mind is sickened
My mind is sickened
Bloody red hands, I was born once again in a vision
Urughhh
Tell me I did good, gonna carry out the wishes of my own decrepit premonitions
Tell me... I did... good
Yeah, yeah
All night covered eyes
I know no right, come and hide outside
My sight-sight is flooded with the moonlight
Eating with his mind untied
Blackened vomit with the tide
Mhm, yeah yeah, you can trust me
I can promise you the lie
Seeping out, burning the edges
Your tongue has been tied
Crucify my chemical red flesh mind
I will never kill myself
I will never fucking die
Spinning, turning in my grave
I hear the church bells ring (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Demons singing, rolling back the eyes
Murder sleeping (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
BLACK OUT, waking up with thoughts missing
Ears ringing, fiend of the shadow legion
Shook to the core from what I witnessed
But I never had a chance to make it with the living
Yaoo
Writer(s): Jeremy Klein, Patrick Jobe, Spencer Linn
