Tombs
Monuments
Prime the safety valves
Let the poison eat your soul
Dope valves opened wide
Walk the wasteland mile
Many miles away
I watch your cities burn
City states in the sand
Melt and blow away
My aim is true
My eyes are sharp
Nothing to lose
My memory fades
I become death
Black oceans rise
Just sink below
The black sultry waves
From Letras Mania