Letra de Sebastopol Screams

A child sits alone In the remnants of the angels and the bones The wardens of the wild In the mists of time, just breathe you broken child Winds coloured red As the sunset howls, a promise on a thread The jawbone city skies Swaying in the heat, lost paradise Tranquilize tranquility Anaesthetise necessity Leave entropy My screeching terrors My laughing nightmares My tattered joy My deadened voice These wretched things Deserve to die For all have left My world a lie A child holds a gun In his wounded eyes, a war has now begun Two shots to come But the outcome that remains is only one A scream shall defy As he raises dripping fist to bloodied sky My screeching terrors My laughing nightmares My tattered joy My deadened voice These wretched things Deserve to die For all have left My world a lie Sink Into the sand Sow Defiant hand A child lays his head As the incandescent rains become his bed A stain on the sand And the future of the earth within a hand