Vampires On Tomato Juice
Ants
ants in the darkdance in the parkcrawling, creeping in the muddown under the hands of godserving all the mothers thirstbleeding from the mothers birthwe await the fires flamewe´re not ashamed – no one´s to blamethere will be a rise after the fallsleeping, below the sunhunted – always on the runeating ourselves in miserythrowing up the historywe await the fires flamewe´re not ashamed – no one´s to blamethere will be a rise after the fallwe wait for the sun to rise andwe´re the plague which we despisewe´re just pleasant when we lose it alland we dance in the midnight moonhere under a pale sky in the winds of doomand we´re dancing in the midnight
From Letras Mania