Angry Hill - George Erza

He reads yesterday's news

Cause today's just scares him

Thinks of yesterday's blues

Cause today's are just far too grim

And it grows

On it grows

And I see him down in the morning

Lying blind without no warning

Seen him running through the night

Through the fall lead his enemies inside

And it grows

On it grows

And I'm learning how to walk

Learning how to take my time

Or the angels take him away and

Lay his body six feet 'neath clay

And it grows

On it grows

And I see him burning to dust

Seen him falling through the shadows

Shed a tear and his cheek rusts

Seen him falling through the shadows

And it grows

On it grows

And I'm learning how to walk,

Learning how to turn my back,

Or the angels take him away and,

Lay his body six feet 'neath clay,

And it grows

On it grows

I'll walk and then I'll walk,

Lord, I'll walk, I'll walk and then I'll walk

Lord, I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk

I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk

Lord, I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk

And I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk

And it grows

On it grows

He's as angry as the hills

He's got a mind and eyes and both set to kill, oh

Maybe that he may learn to walk,

And maybe that he may learn to take his time,

Maybe that I may learn to walk,

Maybe that I may learn to turn my back once more...