Evening Widows letra

Crying, they're deep in pain, soulless, stench of death protrudes them
Wondering mind, killing dreams, grim reality of the night
Cold rain pours, hell is here, needles, pins, from the sky
Flaming light from guns ablaze, take you life, of an evening widow

And they cry, evening widow.
Will they die, evening widow?

To hillside, to bury the dead, black sedans forever come
Enemies stare, a child will cry, plot of ground, unholy stone
Dress of black, veil of shame, hiding fear of reprisal
Where to turn, lady in fear, cold hand of fate, evening widow

And they cry, evening widow.
Will they die, evening widow?

These Are They - Letras

• Behind The Door
• Buried Neath The Willows
• By Phaeton's Design
• Cranial Hemorrhage
• Disposal Of Betrayers
• Evening Widows
• Feast Of Seven Funerals
• Gospel Of a Bullet
• Hangman's Knot
• Hell Rides At Dawn
• Horde Of Thieves
• La Mano Nera
• No Angels To Catch You
• Palace Of Sin
• Penelope Dies
• Sixth Shot For The Mortician
• Steeple Of Blood
• The Devils Kiss
• The Massacre
• The Sins Of My Brothers