Letra de Temple of the Insects (Remix by Hacking the Wave)
The weapons are cheap here For the C4 at heart The semtex is right there The past is gone before the future startsA God with Cotard's syndrome The perfect lame imbecile A spirit built from bones Our history breed what the future kills(Smile, you're in between black sheets) (Smile, your tongue licks on spoiled meat)Ride Ride the blackest times, it will haunt your eyes Ride, the dark This is the shade that you idolizeRide Ride the blackest times, it will haunt your eyes Ride, the dark This is the shade that you idolizeThe weapons are cheap here For the C4 at heart The semtex is right there The past is gone before the future startsRide Ride the blackest times, it will haunt your eyes Ride the dark This is the shade that you idolizeRide Ride the blackest times, it will haunt your eyes Ride the dark This is the shade that you idolize