Letras
So, The bud disappears when the blossom breaks through
cnd all that you knew takes the pain that you knew
Private defence contractor sitting in the sun
Doesn't care, doesn't need to run
So, He wears a golden helmet in the market of Um
That's what we do carrying a gun
Our enemies are here and over there
Underground in the sea floating in the air
So, Decline purchase Transformation Stage
Senile up our holy Unit human cage
Politics of death, bottom of between
Rustic Vampire going for the grain
So, In my fantasy world, the owl has flown
Cryptic signs say crawl under the throne
May the happy church hold you
Police priest your body for evermore