Beastmilk - Surf The Apocalypse
Translated lyrics of Beastmilk - Surf The Apocalypse to
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- Surf The Apocalypse
- Translation by: panzas
Surf The Apocalypse
When the Sun ignites the boggy swamp (in which our bodies lie)
Our jaded eyes should trip the light like phosphorescent fires
When reapers of the rift pull your name from their bony lips
You better stand up on your grave and surf the apocalypse
Rails laid For Funeral Trains
Another sip of bile again
Heading for the palace of the gutter
Shaking like a quarrel of mothers
Come cry in the wrath of love
Don't dream of a heaven above
Till Christ warms his campfire war boots
Let the tongues of a corpse address you!
When reapers of the rift pull your name from their bony lips
You better stand up on your grave and surf the apocalypse
Corpse-rollers on gas masked goats
Rolling dice on rotten souls
A game of bones and throats
This is how you're bought and sold
Submerged skull smiles flirt
Perfumes of exhaust fume dirt
Sliding round the atomic wave town
This is the way the shit comes down
Let's go surfing now
Everybody's learning how
Let's go surfing now
Everybody's learning how
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