Killing Floor
I saw the light fall
From your eyes and
Heard the last, the last call
From all your voices
A heart so hollow can still rise
Can rise up from your sin
Skin like tallow
Is turning
I feel like we have
Revived you once before
I ask that you make room
On the killing floor
Felt the last strike
From your hands and
Fists can open to make new
Your resting ends
For life so thoughtless
For dreams no one believed
The helm of sorrow
Is finally sinking
I'm sure that if we
Dragged you back to shore
You'd lay yourself down again
On some killing floor
Move your body from this place
Move your body to heaven
I can taste Elysium
Move your body from this place
Move your body to heaven
I can taste Elysium
Move your body from this place
Move your body to heaven
I can taste Elysium
I can taste Elysium
Move your body from this place
Move your body to heaven
I can taste Elysium
Move your body from this place
Move your body to heaven
I can taste Elysium
A heart so hollow
Rise up from your sin
Skin like tallow
A life so thoughtless
A dream no one believed
The helm of sorrow
Softly sinking
From your eyes and
Heard the last, the last call
From all your voices
A heart so hollow can still rise
Can rise up from your sin
Skin like tallow
Is turning
I feel like we have
Revived you once before
I ask that you make room
On the killing floor
Felt the last strike
From your hands and
Fists can open to make new
Your resting ends
For life so thoughtless
For dreams no one believed
The helm of sorrow
Is finally sinking
I'm sure that if we
Dragged you back to shore
You'd lay yourself down again
On some killing floor
Move your body from this place
Move your body to heaven
I can taste Elysium
Move your body from this place
Move your body to heaven
I can taste Elysium
Move your body from this place
Move your body to heaven
I can taste Elysium
I can taste Elysium
Move your body from this place
Move your body to heaven
I can taste Elysium
Move your body from this place
Move your body to heaven
I can taste Elysium
A heart so hollow
Rise up from your sin
Skin like tallow
A life so thoughtless
A dream no one believed
The helm of sorrow
Softly sinking
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Writer(s): Emma Ruth Rundle
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