Mudvayne - 1000 Mile Journey


WhatĀ’s a life steal the claim I took the match and lit the fire; fire.
Pain for the pain bad country, built by the kid that was done by the father; the father

Now come and walk with me a journey of a thousand miles it starts with one step
Plowing out the rows the bleeding of the rose 
the blood of life which can start tornadoes donĀ’t you know
Harvesting the souls burying the bones

Deep is the hole trouble always call IĀ’ve bit the dog and IĀ’ve beat the master bastard
Eye for an eye to bit bold
Lost all control that was done by the mother the mother

Now come and walk with me a journey of a thousand miles it starts with one step
Plowing out the rows and bleeding of the rose 
The blood of life which can start tornadoes donĀ’t you know
Harvesting the souls burying the bones

IĀ’m not the feeble man arms outstretched in a distant land wonders where it all went wrong heĀ’s followed us too long. Another fallen man that failed to make a stand. What have I done wrong? Left her all alone. The voice inside my head, is it me or an alien. Throw me down the stairs since I just donĀ’t care anymore. I cant take the wind. I cant fight the storm anymore. I donĀ’t have the will I cant beat the storm anymore. 

a journey of a thousand miles it starts with one step
Plowing out the rows and bleeding of the rose 
The blood of life which can start tornadoes donĀ’t you know
Harvesting the souls burying the bones

The hurricane tires like calm before the storm darkening the shore settling the score
The blood of life which can start tornadoes donĀ’t you know
Harvesting the souls burying the bones

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