Walking Stick Lyrics

Walking Stick lyrics

Revelation for

around your sunday dress



The soul out of a
smoldering wretch

All brought to sleep, there's nothing there

All
brought to sleep, there's nothing there



Twisted walking stick

They're all up and down this strip

The soul out of a smoldering
wretch

All brought to sleep, there's nothing there



The witch
is on fire

She can't regret the day light repenting of the stars and earth