Like a fist fiery in the sky That is when the sun Finds it's equal
With a thundering din Tearing tympanic membranes Screeches in a hiss The steamroller
And destroys... The beauty of the bomb The beginning of a tomb The beauty of a bomb In all it's strength awaits It's targets Those who are left behind When trumpets fade, to fade away The hiss is now, the sound of the day
Stumbling through the darkness Heading for disaster, seeking for some raster Crawling specks, howling winds Through a city once of wealth and prosperity
Like a fist fiery in the sky That is when the sun Finds it's equal
The beauty of the bomb The beginning of a tomb
Dust and grit and land rejoin
The beauty of the bomb The beginning of a tomb The beauty of a bomb In all it's strength awaits It's targets Those who are left behind When trumpets fade, to fade away The hiss is now, the sound of the day controversy
Imposing silence, the tone in your head Even the thought of silence is dead When dust and grit and land will rejoin The air that tries again, to breathe
Like a fist in the sky Like a tomb, like catacomb Thundering din, tympanic membranes And destroys Screeches in a hiss Stumbling through the darkness Heading for disaster Seeking for some raster The beauty of the bomb
HAIL INCUBUS HAIL HAIL INCUBUS Through a city once of wealth and prosperity Even the thought of silence is dead Imposing silence, the tone in your head Crawling specks, howling winds HAIL INCUBUS HAIL HAIL INCUBUS INCUBUS
Like a fist fiery in the sky That is when the sun Finds it's equal
With a thundering din Tearing tympanic membranesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
