Search results for 'grave mound'

hands are always covered in blood
War and malice all over the world
He creates from the black ground
Human beings - grave mounds

Dark, devil, death
Dark,

Не злим тихим словом.


When I am dead, bury me
In my beloved Ukraine,
My tomb upon a grave mound high
Amid the spreading plain,

So that the fields,

compensation can compensate me for what
I have lost. I have lost

Grave mound, connections are fragmented
To my own ground
This wound, created for your welfare

the secrets of seed, root and fruit
to harvest from the tree of knowledge
before the final reaping lead by Death's sinistral hand
from below the first grave

When the trump of God shall sound
From the lonely grave and mound
From the grave forever free
Clothed with immortality

On the resurrection morning

said a last forgiveness I pray I'm not too late
When he reached down next evening he found a new grave mound
His friends all sadly told him we've laid

The earth is cold
Where father sleeps
The stones are piled in a mound
The grave is deep

He'll sleep so sound
Sink beneath the ground
And wake no

When I am dead, bury me
In my beloved Ukraine
My tomb upon a grave mound high
Amid the spreading plain

So that the fields, the boundless steppes

falling all my nights 
This is the last goodbye 
I'm standing at your grave 
With tears fell on that mound of clay 
 
I can't forget that night 
We

the tongue
People meant to care for you, abuse and neglect
Nothing left but a mound of unmarked graves
Nothing left but unmarked graves
Nothing left but

GAVE
OBTAIN FORCE AGAINST CHRIST FROM A 4000 YEAR OLD GRAVE

UPPÅKRA!
THREE BURIAL MOUNDS OF HELL
UPPÅKRA!
I LONG (BE)FOR(E) THE CURSED CHRIST


KORN OG

Grave Violators

Autopsy

Introducing Autopsy

2013

the ground
Stomping through the babies' graves
Pummel every mound

Little coffins dug up
Tiny corpses emptied out
Impaled on the fences
Spikes rammed

rounds
(Baow baow baow)
Coolin', creepin' with Hackledown
(Haunted Mound)
Shawty, you know I'm from the Mound
(I'm from the Mound)
Grave Man gon' cum in

Mound, Grave Man keep a spiked bat
All I rock is True Religion and Affliction
Turning up, we'rе all gone in the end
Thеy might kill me, I will fucking rise

I found her at the dump one day
The landfill a makeshift garbage grave
Trash strewn around the mound where she lay
Someone strangled her and threw

Lonely Mound of Clay

Roy Acuff

Forever

2013

Beside a new made grave heartbroken my love for her
Won't let me go away
And leave her there to sleep forever all alone beneath
That lonely mound

old paint horse 
And now he's gone to rest 
I laid him down beneath that mound 

In Texas away out West 
Where the cactus blooms over his grave

to see
Did you really think no one would ever know
Fly it to the southern pole, dig a wintry grave
Underneath a frozen mound of snow
But the warming sun

on the sand by a wave, I'm losing my name and burning my eyes
Awaken on the mound of a grave,  I'm praying my soul and believe again
The cold outside is

Anglokana

Seachange

Lay of the Land

2004

bare hands dug a grave 
Fell down across the fresh mound 
He was too drunk to pray 

On a hillside in the meadows 
By the old copse ring of oaks

was my old paint horse, now he's gone to rest 
I laid him down beneath that mound in in Texas away out West

Where the cactus blooms over his grave

fueled by hate, let the world end
New Rocks imprinted on a coffin
From a folktale, long and forgotten
Haunted Mound, Grave House, we ballin'
Big horns, big

guns
It's best that you not slide
I post up in the graveyard with
Grave Man on my side
Yeah, on the Mound, bitch, on the Mound
I put that on the Mound

Fallen Leaves

Porter Wagoner

The Cold Hard Facts of Life

1967

stop and always lend a helping hand
Then when I'm laid beneath that little grassy mound
There'll be more friends around than leaves upon the ground