House Of Bones

Versover

Compositor: Gustavo Carmo / Versover

A little grils crying
Trying to break free
Throat off, dead, nothing else

I tried to stop it
Yet he was untouchable
Boned off, blood, under yell

Then everything was clear, I knew
I barely believe my own eyes

Inside the walls they were living
under the ruins of
The House of Bones

Over the ruins
I saw the rebirth
House of Bones, I know well

They cried for their sons
Painted on the walls
Rotten, dead, locked in hell