To the Grave Songtext
von Allison Pierce
To the Grave Songtext
Is it any wonder, cue the thunder
It′s raining on me
This is getting frightening, there's the lightning
Striking the trees
Fire in the sky
Please before they take me
Come and shake me
Out of this dream
Find myself alone and chilled to the bone
Inside of me
Fire in the sky
And our hearts beat on like a drum
Death will inevitably come
We are all helpless to the song
Marching us all to the grave
Marching us all to the grave
I knew it was
Now it′s running faster than me
I cannot avoid this
There is one kiss
Waiting on me
Fire in the sky
And our hearts beat on like a drum
Death will inevitably come
We are all helpless to the song
Marching us all to the grave
Marching us all to the grave
And our hearts beat on like a drum
Death will inevitably come
We are all helpless to the song
Marching us all to the grave
Marching us all to the grave
It is all just a mystery
Who knows what will become of me
Death will come inevitably
Marching us all to the grave
Marching us all to the grave
Marching us all to the grave
Some people call it tragic
But it's magic
Waiting on me
It′s raining on me
This is getting frightening, there's the lightning
Striking the trees
Fire in the sky
Please before they take me
Come and shake me
Out of this dream
Find myself alone and chilled to the bone
Inside of me
Fire in the sky
And our hearts beat on like a drum
Death will inevitably come
We are all helpless to the song
Marching us all to the grave
Marching us all to the grave
I knew it was
Now it′s running faster than me
I cannot avoid this
There is one kiss
Waiting on me
Fire in the sky
And our hearts beat on like a drum
Death will inevitably come
We are all helpless to the song
Marching us all to the grave
Marching us all to the grave
And our hearts beat on like a drum
Death will inevitably come
We are all helpless to the song
Marching us all to the grave
Marching us all to the grave
It is all just a mystery
Who knows what will become of me
Death will come inevitably
Marching us all to the grave
Marching us all to the grave
Marching us all to the grave
Some people call it tragic
But it's magic
Waiting on me
Writer(s): Catherine Eleanor Pierce, Allison Margaret Pierce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com