Testo di Ground Out

Rats they sit and contemplate Amused and unafraid Black sun setting through the ruins A decade of silence Thick black smoke is holding and choking And there are those who have adapted Their eye lights glow blood red Nothing disrupts the empty In the land of machineheads On the plains of dry despair The armies are charging Corpses on angels Golgotha is coming The screaching din is piercing The horror is started A fact or a nightmare