Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
It's a bad world
There's a powerful force of evil
There's a blood path
We are in denial
We lay down in the blood, and how we try to relax
In the places of ghosts, we superimpose, we lean back
And with such dim headlights, just fly in to the black
It's a cold world
It's a long long winter
There's a short, dark day
Until the night takes back over
But just go ooooon, friends will scream in your cave
Just go on with your days
You belong to the blood
And your heart knows the way