Текст песни Dogdays - Justin H.K.

Long days of summer
Barking at your door
They nash and foam at the mouth
A rabid, sightless corp
Bite the hand that takes
And only feeds its greed
Springs always a lie
But we still plant our seeds
Dog days of summer
Fallout through the fall
Barbarians at the gates
Laughing behind the walls

I expect hot days ahead
As black flys pick at the dead
We will need what hope we got
The days are getting hot
And the days are getting black
And the days are getting red
And we're all turnin' blue
As we all hold our breaths