Death From Above

(albüm: Party Animals - 2005)

I don't wanna work for the FBI
I don't wanna know where the bodies lie
I don't give a fuck if your life has died
It's just karma, bad karma

I don't really care if you're engulfed in flames
I don't really care if you don't look the same
I don't really care if you catch the train
To nowhere, the last train to nowhere

It's just a death from above
Death from above
Death from a-bove
It's just a death from above
Death from above
Death from a

Flying in on the wings of destruction
With freedom in our eyes
It's a death from above and everybody dies

I don't even care if your house's in pieces
I don't even care if you cry for Jesus
When you find yourself in a storm of feces
Of feces, a storm of feces

Let the flag of destruction fly
From the top of the mountain high
From the chateaus to the plateaus
In the shadows, the shadows

It's just a death from above
Death from above
Death from a-bove
It's just a death from above
Death from above
Death from a

Flying in on the wings of destruction
With freedom in our eyes
It's a death from above and everybody dies

Dies

Dies

Death from above