Don’t Look Down Songtext
von Foxtails Brigade
Don’t Look Down Songtext
Joseph Caraway orphaned unwise
Took short cuts to his demise:
Footsteps treading on only the cracks
Leave the shapes of cloven tracks.
Innocent, innocent found
Misery, misery bound
Penitence, penitence sound._
Vera Vandemark, all dressed in white
Never slept without the light.
Headless rattlesnakes inside their caves
Preying on the souls of slaves.
Innocent innocent found
Misery misery bound
Penitence penitence
Sound the church bells
Burn the flowers Call upon the darkest hours
Story teller′s pen preserving
Strike the pure and undeserving.
Silver serving knives all in a line
Waiting to commit their crimes.
Chisled china dolls, their bitter meat
Stain red pearly canine teeth.
Innocent innocent found
Misery misery bound
Penitence penitence
Sound the church bells
Burn the flowers
Call upon the darkest hours
Story teller's pen unswerving
Strike the pure and undeserving.
Don′t look down
Don't look down
Don't look down.
Innocent innocent found
Misery miser bound
Penitence penitence
Sound the church bells
Burn the flowers
Call upon the darkest hours
Story teller′s pen submerging
Strike the pure and undeserving.
Took short cuts to his demise:
Footsteps treading on only the cracks
Leave the shapes of cloven tracks.
Innocent, innocent found
Misery, misery bound
Penitence, penitence sound._
Vera Vandemark, all dressed in white
Never slept without the light.
Headless rattlesnakes inside their caves
Preying on the souls of slaves.
Innocent innocent found
Misery misery bound
Penitence penitence
Sound the church bells
Burn the flowers Call upon the darkest hours
Story teller′s pen preserving
Strike the pure and undeserving.
Silver serving knives all in a line
Waiting to commit their crimes.
Chisled china dolls, their bitter meat
Stain red pearly canine teeth.
Innocent innocent found
Misery misery bound
Penitence penitence
Sound the church bells
Burn the flowers
Call upon the darkest hours
Story teller's pen unswerving
Strike the pure and undeserving.
Don′t look down
Don't look down
Don't look down.
Innocent innocent found
Misery miser bound
Penitence penitence
Sound the church bells
Burn the flowers
Call upon the darkest hours
Story teller′s pen submerging
Strike the pure and undeserving.
Writer(s): Anton Picchi Patzner, Laura Amber Weinbach, Joseph Richard Lewis, Joshua William Pollock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com