Children of an unborn Joker
Raised to breath the smokes of Eden
Everything, everybody, is starring at these holes in the sky
And no one to try to catch anything
There are asphalt scars which twist our mind
Odd memories, ghosts of our cold nights
Chosen ones by the hand of doom
Our fists are closed and raised to the ground
We've chosen to fly with the thunder
Endless echoes fade out before the storm
"We're going from heaven" they said
But, we all fall
It stares back at us
We are going
Into the Abyss
If you're going to go out in apocalyptic style you might want to have the 40 minute title track playing loud at your side. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 12, 2013
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