Tekster:
Burst Promised Faith

on forsaken lust Covet memories, long to be Born of promise and devotion Caught and bled for thee Tired, soulstrained frantic I free these shackled hands On wings of promised faith

hot summer nights Radio 'bout to blow Top down under the lights Feel the heat, wild and sweet Hot summer nights Riding solo in his front seat Bursting

in dirge bout the boogie burst classic helen fell in haunted machines screened by similars that pagan act of suicide came to the daggers surface due to one queen who lodged the faith

unquenched thirst the copper scent the bursting inferno yet where will I be will be the virginity will be the faith of the writhing flame of my bestial

the assimilation site. They were guarded by monstrous, misshapen denizens of this shrouded netherland, who constantly harangued the inmates with promises of pain and extermination. Intermittent bursts

hot summer nights Radio 'bout to blow Top down under the lights Feel the heat, wild and sweet Hot summer nights Riding solo in his front seat Bursting

one outside the door trying to hold on though he knows he was way better off before you gotta have a little faith boy you gotta have a little faith,

, and blue waving in the air I don't hear the bombs bursting and I don't even care I'm sorry for my lack of faith I'm not the greatest patriot If this