(When We're All As Ugly As) Testo

If you're impressed by the water
and the sunsets in this town,
please hold on to your seats
'cause now i'm dragging you down
to the villains
Where you'll meet the vandals at the barricades,
and their snobby point of view
Their kind is hooked on moving backwards,
selling souls and sniffing glue
For some of us it's a struggle
And I can't deny connection,
stuck deep down in hooks and lines
Though our vehicle's rusty
it will keep on doing miles
all over rock and rampage
For as long as you're my fire
and my engine and my wheel,
I'll fight the whores of boredom
This kid won't settle for a deal
Still there is hope in hell, girl
I'm a riot dressed in velvet,
number one pick of Antichrist
For some I am a slumber,
and for some a last goodbye
before the final battle
When there's nothing to be said
below this bad November moon
When we're all as ugly as S:t Petersburg,
oh god, let spring come soon
It sure is awkward to be conquered
by a rumour of a way
out of our nest that just caught fire
by a hate that's here to stay
Is that a promise laughing?
A lethal fire will need oxygene,
a futile song will need your ear
Where's the meaning for the martyrs,
what's the use for all our fears
if someone's left already?
Now we've reached some sort of deal
Take what's fairly yours, signed and sealed
And vanish, hopefully healed