Cursed Valley from Moonfarmer by Moonfarmer

sweet as peaches, pure as snow
melt into rivers, overflow
with hatred for the sacred
we destroy everything we know

cursed valley, this desert hole
storms pass over, and nothing grows
sandstone walls lock us in
so we can burn in our sin

sweet as peaches, pure as snow
melt into rivers, overflow
with hatred for the sacred
we destroy everything we know
sweet as peaches, pure as snow
melt into rivers, overflow
with hatred for the sacred
we destroy everything we know

the river flows, gives us blood
be she can erase us, in a single flood
we dug canals, so we may thrive
but salt rose, and everything died

sweet as peaches, pure as snow
melt into rivers, overflow
with hatred for the sacred
we destroy everything we know
sweet as peaches, pure as snow
melt into rivers, overflow
with hatred for the sacred
we destroy everything we know

• Doom
• Metal
• stoner metal
• Grand Junction