Islander - The Sadness of Graves

The Sadness of Graves Look at all the beautiful buildings scattered on the ground. All the people enslaved by their liberations. And look at all the bloodshed. The lamb has been bled dry. (Look at all the blood) It’s become a crime to be found innocent. But tell me, what’s the crime? The earth is a tomb. It’s on fire. You have the knowledge of good and evil. You’re the only thing that can smile. So let’s open up our hearts and see what’s inside. It’s ju