Текст песни Cowards - Hoarse From The Get Go

I Retreat In Myself
But Not Away From You
I'll it Amidst You All
I'll Sit And Watch You Fall
And I'll Send To Know
For Whom The Bell Tolls

And His Name That Sat On Him
Is Not For You To Know
And His Name That Sat On Him
But I Followed With Him

I Am This Island
You Wish Wouldn't ExistNeither Brother Nor Son
Father To Your Tears
To Your Strife
Friend To Your Fears

And His Name That Sat On Him
Is Not For You To Know
And His Name That Sat On Him
But I Followed With Him

Hoarse From The Get Go

Washed Away
Clean
The Great Whore
Calls My Name
In Her Wet Dreams

In Her Wet Dreams

I'll Stand There And Sow You, Ripe..