Insects
Glorious Din
Its dark in here The blinds flap I turn to the empty room The flies round the bulb We burn I watch the rain Taste the glass Cars on the asphalt We scream And the night Turn to dawn
Its dark in here The blinds flap I turn to the empty room The flies round the bulb We burn I watch the rain Taste the glass Cars on the asphalt We scream And the night Turn to dawn