A happy place, groovy sound,
What cool atmosphere
Piercing eyes and golden hair,
What feeling is there
Hidden sins, trending drinks,
Loving and no fear
Now fiction ends, we want to bend
All people are near
Born from the ash of this lack
I want steel to come back
By this sound of rust
I believe in sacrifice,
I've lost all my reasons
I'm made of hate, I hate the state,
I've warned you, avoid me
Crucifying, terrorizing,
Is my best work
In lust I must, I've no trust;
I'll kill you at last
Born from the ash of this lack
I want steel to come back
By this sound of rust
