Roses for the Dead

Roses for the Dead - Halls

Written by：Sam Howard

Serve our backs suffer long this time

Rose are flowers shadowing the light

We were bells starts round the bell

Our body soothe in the bitter light

Serve our backs suffer long this time my life

Things were shadows from they're in the light

Our body's there stood shallow fly

And it starts to creep on me and I would up

There are the of these faces

And they don't cheer me other door