sand Vipers in the sand Waiting for you Biting at you Preying on you Coiled around you Poisoning you Constricting you Jaws unhinge to Swallow you alive Flies Flies Flies Flies
they say When they talk this way Though they say everything twice Spiders and flies We're caught in a web and we're eaten alive Spiders and flies We
Překlad: Dead Soul Tribe. Pavouci a mouchy.
and he's drawing the flies, He's not the only one, the mindset multiplies, the mindset Multiplies. Like little soldiers with orders from the hive, like a modern primitive tribe
Hearing sirens rush away Fear inside of me Tearing down my innocence Scream their mad confession Hear the silence deafening Hear the flies descend Turn
