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• Artiste: Project Pitchfork
• Titre: Drums Of Death
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Welcome to the future The air is liquid smoke Everything is on fire now No life apart from moss The darkest dark is what we see This is not the place to be What we see is what we want There is no turning back Hold your breath and come to eight When we seal the final fate What we see is what we want There is no turning back While we cry to feel alive We need the drums of death (x2) We cut down the family tree And we burned all what was left In our gated community To warm our hearts of ice We sold the past for a better Now It didn't work out fine We sold the past for a better Now Where is the breathing device What we see is what we want There is no turning back Hold your breath and come to eight When we seal the final fate What we see is what we want There is no turning back While we cry to feel alive We need the drums of death (x2) What we see is what we want (x4) What we saw was what we got There was no turning back While we tried to feel alive We need no earth to death (x2) What we see is what we want We need the drums of death (x2)