Silver Halide Echoes (feat. Randy Blythe)

I saw death laying in the dying grass Silver halide echoes of a broken past A bleeding burden of dismay Abandoning all hopes for a better yesterday A cold wind blowing in from an iron sky Eyes of broken glass, this place you've come to die Soon sleeping beneath the raven's wings Now gathered here alone to hear the reaper sing (Carbon on a spoon) a blackened mirror (All that's left to you) ain't much to see But my old leather shoes were made for ramblin' I'll leave you to your end and sing And sing