Besedila:
Jean Norma O God The Aftermath

Contract, contract Contract, contract of black halos Go, run your mouth Your open mouth, run your open mouth Close your open mouth, close your open mouth

I will speak careful formulations of defense, these wary methods Words with no echo, this is an unfair architecture And my fists surrender to my emotion

find, find hope in desperation No, destruction is destructive Everyone stay calm, we're taking over the ship With our lives, with our heart, with our hands out This God

Run Run away screaming bloody murder The doubt of question will be murdered, murdered, murdered Deception is charming I don't think so, lies, I don't

Oh my God, hand us down your ribbons Your death defier you, far from fear Far from fear we are adrift, gone After the fallout, after a million miles

Like death never content Starve the old and feed the new and it's all your fault Was there love once or have I forgotten her? I have been sold into slavery