Stills smells like blood metal
Vehicules flying around
People think they are safe
But their world will be my playground
Towers colapse on many
Ruins in every district
Home was never so close
To the end
I feel in all them
In the city's despair
I shall plunder the building
With all of them
All of them
All the faces are grey
No one see the truth
They are anything to me
Well I've just to do a push
They walk like an ant army
Don't have to search so far
I found my kingdom easily
I will begin here
Stills smells like blood metal
Sirens singing around
A song of ignorance
When I return with a curse
Towers collapse on many
Places forget by the most
Yeah, home was never so close
To the end
People will crawl
Into the sand I'll make
The civil part of you will be
A memory
Utterly hypnotic, heavy, and ethereal beyond what I can aptly describe here. It'll take you careening down a kaleidoscopic wormhole of audial bliss. cynothoglys
Good sound for a road trip !!! The stoner rock atmosphere as relaxed as driving on the open road while the wind blows your head clear through the car window. Stephan