Текст песни Who's That Flying - But Drunk Bodies Ain't Gonna Fall Till The Dawn

Night is sneaking along the path
In our wake
Following the scent

seeking shelter among dead oaks and tombstones
seeking shelter from the rain of paranoid delusion, covering your head
covering your bed

we'll remain with our eyes open wide
they'll go glassy and untouched by the night
its wind will eat our faces
corrode our souls
distort our fucking minds
fine.

but drunk bodies ain't gonna fall
till the dawn

the bodies are worn out
your deep gashes, the splendid wounds
we are the couple of decaying corpses
the smell of dead flowers in your bed
i prefer you dead