Singing: David Arthur's Morning Track

Something ugly is coming this way.

Slide in through my fingers

All these blessings, all these burns

Under your cover, I am an atheist.

Looking for happiness, looking for pain

In this world, I am immortal

I unfurled my flag, my helpless country

Black heart: Why do you offer more?

Why do you make it easier for me to satisfy?

I'm on fire. I'm rotting.

I will eat all your kings and queens.

All your sex and your diamonds

When I started to lose control

In these realities, you send

Taste your thoughts, taste your sex.

I was naked under your cover.

Cover lies, we will bend and borrow.

With the coming signs

The tide will rise, the sea will rise and time will pass.

Black heart: Why do you offer more?

Why do you make it easier for me to satisfy?

I'm on fire. I'm rotting.

I will eat all your kings and queens.

All your sex and your diamonds

Black heart: Why do you offer more?

Why do you make it easier for me to satisfy?

I'm on fire. I'm rotting.

I will eat all your kings and queens.

All your sex and your diamonds

All your sex and your diamonds

All your sex and your diamonds

All your sex and your diamonds

All your sex and your diamonds

translate

That's how ugly things come about.

Slip through my fingers and slide into my heart.

All these blessings, all these burning.

I blaspheme. Check your identity again.

Looking for happiness, looking for pain

I will never change in this world.

I unfurled the national flag, and my country was helpless.

Black heart: Why offer more choices?

Why did you make it simple? Why do I feed people?

I'm on fire, I'm rotten, and my heart is frayed.

I will eat all your kings and queens.

Your gender, your diamonds.

When I started to lose control

After receiving these realities from you,

Taste your thoughts, taste your sex.

I rechecked your nude cover.

Cover up lies, and we will bow our heads and lend them.

Will sign

The tide will rise, and time will rape.

Black heart: Why offer more choices?

Why did you make it simple? Why do I feed people?

I'm on fire, I'm rotten, and my heart is frayed.

I will eat all your kings and queens.

Your gender, your diamonds.

Black heart: Why offer more choices?

Why did you make it simple? Why do I feed people?

I'm on fire, I'm rotten, and my heart is frayed.

I will eat all your kings and queens.

Your gender, your diamonds.

Your gender, your diamonds.

Your gender, your diamonds.

Your gender, your diamonds.

Your gender, your diamonds.