Hell's Half Acre (A Whisper in the Noise)

Rolling, Like fronts of weather Their wrath will cheat rape change shape and move to the next shamed Endeavor We're all rolling together, like sons of Cain And by time you'll find something you can't shake away To cure you To kill you To cool you To kill you Rolling All flocks of severed No giftings of anecdotes wrote will guide you on the next joke better We're in this together, like sons of Cain Now tell me which way's best left not left for the blame To cure you To kill you To cool you To kill you Don't walk to coming back Don't walk out coming back Don't walk out to coming back Don't walk out comparing why Don't walk out to my surprise Don't walk out comparing why To cure you To kill you To cool you To kill you