Purgatory Hill

The Quill

Compositor: Nilsson

Sons and daughters came across the sea
Thru an ocean wanting a piece of me
We were poisoned in the morning dew
Everything sacred killing for something new

So garther round people
It's time to write your will
And then I'll see you
On purgatory hill

Like a shadow the dream begins to fade
Now all around us a silent screaming frayed
Mountains crumble, you're busy being you
Everything sacred killed for something new