Carrion King (ver. Acoustic)

Intro From the mountains above To the valley below beneath the dirt and the snow Came the crashing of waves And the breaking of the bodies of the mothers and their babes But i ain’t my fault Cause i was drunk in a ditch when the world fell apart Refrain Oh, won’t you go where they break their bread on the back of the folks you never know far from the dirt and the snow we can stamp our feet let the carrion wings of the keep the beat or we can light a fire but all the matches went home and the wood’s so tired but it ain’t my fault cause i was holding your hand when the world fell apart Refrain Oh, won’t you go where they break their bread on the back of the folks you never know far from the dirt and the snow when the sun don’t come we will toil in the darkness that we have palmed so make your bed cause i’ll be chamoingat the bid i’ll be feasting on the dead but it ain’t my fault cause i was questioning grace when the world felt apart Refrain Oh, won’t you go where they break their bread on the back of the folks you never know far from the dirt and the snow