 | Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child (11 Titles) |
 | O God the Aftermath (11 Titles) |
Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By Norma Jean, Contract, contract
Contract, contract of black halos
Go, run your mouth
Your open
By Norma Jean, We walked on glass all day long
With eyes rolled back
It
By Norma Jean, I will speak careful formulations of defense, these wary methods
Words
By Norma Jean, They rest, they rest, they rest, they rest
They rest on
By Norma Jean, No, I don't care, we don't care, no one seems
By Norma Jean, It's taken me fifty thousand separate wrecks to get here
And
By Norma Jean, Run
Run away screaming bloody murder
The doubt of question will be
By Norma Jean, Our knives say
"We're making way for this, the ending"
Stay back,
By Norma Jean, Oh my God, hand us down your ribbons
Your death defier
By Norma Jean, Bring this underground, bring this to its knees
Marching in slumber,
By Norma Jean, Like death never content
Starve the old and feed the new