Lyrics Job For A Cowboy – The Stone Cross
Text:
I sleep on a cross for my madness
I exist within a foundation of stone
Encircled and smothered within bars of rust
It all helps me rest within a confine of serenity
Sealed windows and doorways feel like decrepit paintings on the walls
Pieces of immovable art grow an everlasting flavor of neglect and dust
An existence within a casket to bear the living
My humble and delusional confine
Pieces of immovable art grow an everlasting flavor of neglect and dust
An existence within a casket to bear the living
My humble and delusional confine
Album
Job For A Cowboy – Sun Eater
Job For A Cowboy – Worming Nightfall
Job For A Cowboy – Buried Monuments
Job For A Cowboy – Encircled By Mirrors
Job For A Cowboy – The Celestial Antidote
Job For A Cowboy – A Global Shift
Job For A Cowboy – The Synthetic Sea
Job For A Cowboy – The Stone Cross
Job For A Cowboy – Sun Of Nihility
Job For A Cowboy – Eating The Visions Of God