paroles de chanson Zorrolingus - Fyrce Muons

On the sound of birds
And the sound of men
And the sound of neurons as they fire again
And then the kills kick in
With a morbid tongue
Star a rapid race
Like a shot shot gun
As monkey's face glides along the cortex stem
A sad my love
A sad my
So a bird of prey
With his beak nailed shut
Was a dinosaur in a distant land before he flew away
It's a sparkle day
When the tracers fly
And the speeding wings are captured from a yellow man in orange trees
A sad my love
A sad my