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• Artiste: Depresleys
• Titre: Streets Of Napalm
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The desert is intruding Desolation is spreading around this town Silence; such a frightening sound On the streets of Napalm Shadows are walking, talking in abandoned streets As their feet are stumbling 'round this town The streets of Napalm Everything started with a bang As the fat lady sang That blew a fuse in their head Now they're stuck in the visions of the dead With the habits of hell Nobody can tell them how to get well Or even how to get out of there... The streets of Napalm Their faces are empty; They're staring into the air There's nobody there Not a living soul anywhere... On the streets of Napalm Still they are crowding the streets In the deadly heat; In the freezing cold They are growing instantly old On the streets of Napalm Fire! Talking with the dead on the streets of Napalm Fire! Walking with the dead on the streets of Napalm Fire! Dancing with the dead in the streets of Napalm Their future is a thing of the past They know a good thing can't last When you're the utter outcast On the streets of Napalm They're sleepwalking into black holes Out of control Not a single soul will remain in the light; It's like an endless night The desert is intruding Desolation is spreading around this town Silence; such a frightening sound On the streets of Napalm Fire! Walking with the dead in the streets of Napalm Fire! Dancing with the dead in the streets of Napalm Fire! Dying with the dead in the streets of Napalm (Thanks to Wah Wah for these lyrics)