The Culling

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Chelsea Wolfe - Rock, Gothic Rock

The Culling

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[Verse 1] Dead eyes, I only call you when you're in my dreams Died too young, the culling then, it was obscene I am depleted by love I am depleted by love [Verse 2] I'll never tell the secrets of my family Bled out, a cult of anonymity The kettle is wheeling, my love Riding on the back of a hell they caused One ear to the ground One eye on the room My tongue on your pulse My finger in your wound [Chorus] Sweet dead eyes, I long to hear you again Sweet dead eyes, I long to see your face Sweet dead eyes, I long for that illustrious hiss Sweet dead eyes, I know you feel it [Post-Chorus] No turning back Only God knows what we're headed for The flowers bloom, the sun rises [Outro] Flux, hiss, welt, groan Flux, hiss, welt, groan Flux, hiss, welt, groan Flux, hiss, welt, groan Flux, hiss, welt, groan Flux, hiss, welt, groan

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  • Chelsea Wolfe