Summer of Betrayal - Smoke Blow

CARRY ME AWAY

FROM THIS SUMMER OF BETRAYAL

THE WINTER’S COMING ON

SUMMER’S ALMOST GONE

ON A FUNERAL TRAIN

THEY WILL BE TAKEN TODAY

CRIES FRON THE DARK LANDS

TAKE ME AWAY

SLOWLY WE ROT

ON CORPSES THEY FEAST

WHY COULD GOD DO THIS IN TIME

NO TURNIN' BACK

ONLY THE DEAD ONES REMAIN

FOR YEARS OUTTA SIGHT

ENTOMBED THEY HAVE LAIN

A CANNIBALS VICTIM

IN A COLD COLD SWEAT

WHY COULD GOD DO THIS TO ME

I WALK ALONG THE FLAMES

SO HOLD THIS TEARS

REMEMBER ME

AS I JOIN THE CLOUDS