It Was As If The Dead Man Stood Upon The... Songtext

Norma Jean

von Bless The Martyr And Kiss The Child

It Was As If The Dead Man Stood Upon The... Songtext
Rewind the cycle. My Regret is the world i created.
Regret the kiss that sealed my fate. Rewind, rewind
it all again. Rewind the silver that was my price. I
think i will take a walk and rest my soul. A
cylindrical
head resting in the arms of a circular rope. Rewind
this
cycle endless cycle.