In the heat of the moment
our moment
my napalm nausea
and rage overflowing
our innocense lost to
fires burning stronger
the pulp and the
harbinger of death
combined
the pyre smouldering
yet
In the heat of the moment
our moment
my napalm nausea
and rage overflowing
our innocense lost to
fires burning stronger
the pulp and the
harbinger of death
combined
the pyre smouldering
yet