Admiral Fallow
Delivered
These walls are reddish-brownReady to be bulldozed down And softly torn to piecesIn slow motion, there's no soundGot metal in your arteriesCameras in your blood streamHeartbeats from your battery's Limited reserveThis is your endThis is your endYou're deliveredYou've sung the gloriesLived a million short storiesAnd the tales that you told will No doubt outlast your yearsBut the heavy led arteriesAnd the cameras in your blood streamAnd the heartbeats from your batteries Ticking slower and slower and stillThis is your endThis is your endThis is your endYou're delivered
From Letras Mania