Togas On Hawaiian Day Testo

words fly like bullets through the pouring rainapathy diagnosed us in our dreams
headlights shine bright enough to blind our pain
when our blood runs cold, we'll have no arms
ghosts of dead animals silent our fears
when earth has run dry, we will drink our tears
loathe and behold, the snow will turn to ash
armageddon will lead us to the stars
swimming through razor blades to find the keys
love lost in lust will have our hearts lined with scars
armageddon will lead us to the stars
loathe... behold... the ghosts of everyone we know
ghosts of dead animals silent our fears
armageddon will lead us to the stars
swimming through razor blades to find the keys
love lost in her will have our hearts lined with scars
armageddon will lead us to the stars