Besedila:
Thursday Into The Blinding Light

watch the bodies burst into a string of lights. When there's nothing left, the party crashes and the rings come out form the jacket pockets into the blinding light

to watch the bodies burst into a string of lights. When there's nothing left, the party crashes and the rings come out form the jacket pockets into the blinding light

eyes, my eyes are open wide Chorus My eyes are open wide (I was blind) My eyes are open wide (But now I?m free) My eyes are open wide (I was blind) My

Thursday morning twilight screams wake me from my sleep We sleep it blind my eyes but I'm not blind enough to see That the dead are in the streets and