Morning Sting

(альбом: Spite - 2015)

Eyes open
The red draws out the white
Get up, get up
Try to remember last night
Do you feel better?
Are you feeling alright?
Digging down to draw some blood just to see if I'm alive
Spite
A broken man, a dead machine, a bird with crippled wings
Teased by life and born to did say "Fuck everything."
Fuck everything, burn everything, kill everything, destroy everything
Fuck
Burn
Kill
Destroy
Morning sting
Get up
Get up
Get up
Nowhere to run
Nowhere is safe
A monster has awoken
Down to your grave
There is no hope for a better tomorrow
Spill out your guts and spread your blood throughout the land
There is no hope for a better tomorrow
There is no hope for a better tomorrow