Turn on all the lights and punch them out All four burners going, pile it on fire Metal sparks in the nuclear box Fist through a window pane And our broken
Brown hair in a birds nest, A pile of teeth under a tree, The frayed sleeves of a poorly tailored jacket. Another wasted night, Searching for life. Digging
Перевод: Lamb Of God. Конский каштан.
Turn on all the light and punch them out. All four burners going, pile it on fire. Metal sparks in the nuclear box. Fist through a window pane and our
