Death may come invisible, or in the holy wall of fire.
In the breath between the marker on black I-80 mile.
From the madness of the governments,to the vengeance of the sea.
Yeah everything is eclipsed by the shape of destiny.
So love me now. Hell is coming.
Yeah, kiss my mouth. Hell is here.
Little solider, Little insect. You know war it has no heart.
It will kill you in the sunshine, but happily in the dark.
Well kindness is a card game and a bent up cigarette.
In the trenches in the hard rain, with a bullet and a bayonet.
He says, "Help me out. Yeah hell is coming
Could you do it now? Hell is here."
See the sterile soil, poison sky, dirty water? Find old scrapes of life.
I'm bringing new to you.
So wake, baby wake.
But leave that blanket around you, there's nowhere to sleep.
I'm leaving this place. There is nothing I'm planning to take.
Just you; just you; just you; just you; just you.
In the breath between the marker on black I-80 mile.
From the madness of the governments,to the vengeance of the sea.
Yeah everything is eclipsed by the shape of destiny.
So love me now. Hell is coming.
Yeah, kiss my mouth. Hell is here.
Little solider, Little insect. You know war it has no heart.
It will kill you in the sunshine, but happily in the dark.
Well kindness is a card game and a bent up cigarette.
In the trenches in the hard rain, with a bullet and a bayonet.
He says, "Help me out. Yeah hell is coming
Could you do it now? Hell is here."
See the sterile soil, poison sky, dirty water? Find old scrapes of life.
I'm bringing new to you.
So wake, baby wake.
But leave that blanket around you, there's nowhere to sleep.
I'm leaving this place. There is nothing I'm planning to take.
Just you; just you; just you; just you; just you.
