Songtext von Far From God

Encode the aftermath Choking on the grapes of wrath Dying is what this is for "Cause dying is the art of war Put the blade to the runner Another slip, another suicide summer In this game nothing is what it seems It's time to let go, time to kill the dream Save yourself No one else On your own Guess I'll see you down below See me I'm the vulture I drink the blood of your apocalypse culture Man is nothing but dirt in space Just dead smoke burning off the base All closed down so stand aside Ain't your choice 'cause it ain't your ride No use for those higher stakes It wasn't meant to last 'cause it was built to break