Letra da Música: Fourteen - Death Of Eighty

Gunned down by a blade
Axed waiting to go home
We all knew
Slain defending true love
Dead opposite a friend
You didnt know
Theyll take you down
They'll bury you
And rip apart your flesh because we dont care
We dont care
Our chapels become our morgues
A mass of marvellous minds
The blood ignored, for a confession to a holy cup
Forgive me sargeant, i have sinnedx2
So tell me (tell me)
What got killed today?
Another one (one)
What was its colour?
Go, on, go, now
Confess, all, your, lies
But, you, don't, believe
So tell me (tell me)
What got killed today? (today)
Another one (one)
What was its colour? (colour)
Sunday morning drowned in blood
But not from any golden cup
You did something that was wrong last night
And now you're on the run from your own kind
But you chose to shatter his mind
Our chapels become our morgues
A mass of marvellous minds
The blood ignored for a confession to a holy cup
Forgive me sargeant, i have sinnedx2