All That Is Flesh - Of the Earth

Exhumed
Like picking flowers before they bloom
You made your way down to its roots
Pinned against yourselves trying to fight your way back out

Now that the garden's bare my fear is that there's nothing left
But the echoing cries of the earth haunt it's grounds

Written by:
Frank Silva, Preston Grigsby

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All That Is Flesh

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