Radar

(álbum: Things Will Matter - 2016)

So work out the which way you are,
You're torn from the reach of the dark,
The one way the day will decide,
The deep of the lean at the ride

We are the filling of the feast
And the scene was unstoppable,
We're in the belly of the beast
And the scene was unstoppable

Snake up the weave of the charge,
Storm through the creep of the path,
And take all the keepers alive,
The deep of the far and the wide

We are the filling of the feast
And the scene was unstoppable
We're in the belly of the beast
And the scene was unstoppable

Wait a minute man you've lost your teeth
And the scene was unstoppable
We're in the dying of a dream
And the scene was unstoppable

Course it was
Course it was
Course it was

We are the filling of the feast
And the scene was unstoppable
We're in the belly of the beast
And the scene was unstoppable

Wait a minute man you've lost your teeth
And the scene was unstoppable
We're in the dying of a dream
And the scene was unstoppable