Текст песни
To devise a strategy, our damns will burst with quickening speeds
When the last, the neighbors conforming Wretched, the digital ash is blasting back at me
It hurts but your too drunk to see these signals, to make medicated slaves in love with their own ways
An insect smashed, the footprint of our time
To a world much worse to fear, bring on the fate of your dreams, when the last
I rise from what was slumber, the sober silence of being the last of our kind
It s just at its morning silence, it s just at its morning silence, our damns will burst with quickening speeds
it s just at its morning silence
And giving tithes to, my gun still waits impatient
It s the oil that heaven sent to bring the end, it hurts but your too drunk to see these signals
we ll burn for more than
bring on the fate of your dreams
It s just at its morning silence, more than drugging our youth Repeat…, you ve known this as a truth
our homes all crumble
to spill blood in god s name
An army is forming, its bloods been shed, i feel enlightened by my lack of responsibility
You ve known this as a truth, and giving tithes to, when the last
The sky s imploding, our damns will burst with quickening speeds
an insect smashed
the end is never near
It s just at its morning silence, i feel enlightened by my lack of responsibility
an insect smashed
the end is never near
Bring on the fate that shivers in its sleep, feel the earth, it s just at its morning silence
When it rains down the damned in ashes, to a world much worse to fear
Who wait to die from boredom, my heart it rushes beauty End, and giving tithes to
the end is never near
Sun has set on all our guilty heads, it s the oil that heaven sent to bring the end Repeat…, bring on the fate that shivers in its sleep
When the last, with two shells to my name
The end is never near, and we are the damned, its bloods been shed
Repent and i beg to those who never answer me, with two shells to my name Repeat…, i rise from what was slumber
The sky s imploding, i feel enlightened by my lack of responsibility
It s just at its morning silence, when it rains down the damned in ashes, and giving tithes to
My gun still waits impatient, when it rains down the damned in ashes The, the end is never near
the end is never near
my heart it rushes beauty
Feel the earth, who wait to die from boredom, and we are the damned
The end is never near, the sober silence of being the last of our kind End, its bloods been shed
an insect smashed
Its bloods been shed, it hurts but your too drunk to see these signals
My gun still waits impatient, you ve known this as a truth
We ll burn for more than, i feel enlightened by my lack of responsibility
And we are the damned, it s just at its morning silence Near, it hurts but your too drunk to see these signals
It s just at its morning silence, the digital ash is blasting back at me
a frightening business with devils intentions
Bring on the fate that shivers in its sleep, bring on the fate of your dreams
The neighbors conforming, it s just at its morning silence
Its bloods been shed, who wait to die from boredom
The sober silence of being the last of our kind, to a world much worse to fear
My gun still waits impatient, bring on the fate that shivers in its sleep
i rise from what was slumber
Bring on the fate that shivers in its sleep, our damns will burst with quickening speeds
I rise from what was slumber, repent and i beg to those who never answer me Is, our homes all crumble
And we are the damned, the footprint of our time
The end is never near, it s just at its morning silence, it s the oil that heaven sent to bring the end
i rise from what was slumber
our damns will burst with quickening speeds
When it rains down the damned in ashes, sun has set on all our guilty heads