Текст песни Chaos - Telyscopes

Lay down in the tall grass
Disappear into green
Cards down the die is cast
A shadow breaks the scene
Acorns on a tin roof
When chaos finally reigns
An open window kills
And white shirts easily stain

When the three beggars arrive
Stars align
Someone must die
Me or you

A pyramid is drawn
I embody the peak
I am me, I am gone
Whispering when you speak
With a drill trough your foot
You can′t come running back
Adjoined fingers of wood
Careful to strike a match

We'll burn it down

She′ll pull us into to hell
In a red shoulder bag
What secret letters spell
When will it be the last
And in the darkest night
Smoke veils a crimson moon
Herded in the zeitgeist
Blind to the anti-christ