Besedila: The Twilight Singers. Dynamite Steps. On the Corner.

Somehow feel the border, tomorrow on the corner
Lick your lips, desire, the liar, the constant divider

All rise with me, oh, take your place
Oh, rise with me, oh, take your place

Spread you legs and search your arrow-back
A handsome man you were, the situation turned
Who to say, let somebody in, bust them
Take your place, kiss your death day

All ride with me, oh, take your place
I'll ride alone, I'll take your place

Come, taste the body, come on
Come, waste the body, come on

We found a body turned on
Blood ties the body to the sun

All rise with me, oh, take your place
All rise with me, I'll take your place
I'll take your place

Screw the self and answer my reward
Must not take your place, just your burning face
A waste, a waste, a waste