Machine Head《Head Death Church》歌词

*** Frightened Rabbit - Late March, Death March ..I cursed in church again, and the hand-claps all fell quietI watched a statue of you cryA candle is blown, so we start the black march homeThrough a stale and silent night.There's a funeral in your eyes and a drunk priest at your sideStaggering sermons never washThere's no reproach, from the lit touch paper, bothGot stubborn marrow in *** bonesShould we just get home, sleep this off?Throw some sorry's and then, do it all again, well....Folded arms clutch homocideThe bridge is out and the river is highThis is a march death march, march death marchYeah, there isn't a God, so I'll save my breathPray silence for the road aheadIn this march death march, march death marchYeah I went too far.And as we walk through an hour long pregnant pauseNo grain of truce can be bornMy