Name: Death Has Come to Town
Duration: P00H04M07S
Description: Will we ever learn to respect the place that we live in? Or will we wait until it devours us and regenerates without us?

Death Has Come to Town

from Follow the White Mouse by Neuronia

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Will we ever learn to respect the place that we live in? Or will we wait until it devours us and regenerates without us?

lyrics

The clock strikes the eleventh hour, the day is coming soon
The sun sets bloody red, you see fractures on the moon
The Earth shakes as the oceans rage, mouths burst with cries of pain
Years of neglect now avenged, lives wrecked, forever changed

Man is the king of all creation
We brought our kingdom down
Lava flows underneath the throne
Rust and mold adorns the crown
Waist deep in piles of rubble
Fear looms in the atmosphere
Death has come to town
And he likes it here

Smokestacks pumping death, acid rain rips through the roofs
Gas masks for mother and child, radiation suits for the youth
Get your cancer with a tan, 2 in 1 for every man
Fresh fruit full of lead, microwaves inside your head

No sanctuary
No retreat
No absolution for our sins
No help in sight
No way we can win

No answer for the cries of help, our time is almost thru
Apocalypse is coming soon to a theater near you
Despair hangs in the air, eyes freeze in a blank stare
Black spots mark the skin, punishment for all our sins

DEATH HAS COME TO TOWN
DEATH HAS COME TO TOWN