Lletres: Herbrightskies. A Sacrament; Ill City. I Love The Bomb.

Sirens wake the sleeping city.
Chaos before the first bullet case hits the ground.
"Stay near" a mother screams.
"Stay near" a mother screams.

Her walls collapse.
Her veins contract.
"Stay near" she screams,
when the bomb breaks the glass.

The wars you fight are nothing but lies.
A patriotic dream meant to keep you alive.

"Repeat the message". [x4]

Turn off the lights.
They're right outside.
"Stay away" they plead,
when the bomb breaks the glass.

The wars you fight are nothing but lies.
A patriotic dream meant to keep you alive.

The wars you fight are nothing but lies.
"Repeat the message". [x4]

Now on death you stand.
Shed a tear and abandon ship
like the traitor that you are.
[x4]

That you are
That you are
The traitor that you are
You are