Soon you will see left with nothing You better aim for my head Into the earth we descend Do not be afraid It's only the break Of all that you laid Watch as they take There is no life at the end of this war At the end of this war eternally

Down they come, the swarm of locusts Skies above converge to choke us Feast of souls consume the harvest Forming clouds, their shadow shrouds Louder the tattered wings they sound Young and old, suffer unto the locust Descending down Sweet caress grazes

The saints are coming I say no matter how I try I realize there's no reply How long now? I cried to my daddy on the telephone The line went But the shadows still remain since your descent, your descent There is a house in New Orleans They call the risin'

Pra ela descer, descer Hoje ela perde a linha, hoje ela Hoje ela, hoje ela perde a linha, hoje ela Se tem Chandon, pode descer Se tem tequila, pode descer É mais uma do GG Enche o copo e deixa a birita bater Pra ela descer

Good is the new bad We can feel the mad love Bad is the new good I think that we should Call it bad, call it good Call it even if you could Call it good, call it bad It's the best you ever had Gimme more of

You're holding bits of styrofoam With your face painted on to your friends You listen to them whine and moan About everything you can't understand Can I just say I don't feel the light, But darkness descends once more into my life And suddenly we're all

Are we alive or just breathing Don't close your eyes, see the images Descend into hysteria Chaos of mankind but who is listening to the voice of hatred Tortured souls lost so completely lost Weakened in the concept of decline, deception The sky weeps

Your foothills Dry dunes cater for jumping boys From the nape of her neck he made his descent They watched men hurl from rock to sea Like sternum to button, lined lip pinches in between Iris swims quietly beside me Oh the leaves and larger weeds sway and

The Devil's spawn no longer breathes Descending angels and fallen kings Raise your hands, what do you hold? The Devil's bleeding crown! Falling from the sky, they're cast out from the heaven's light Drenching the soil with blood, baptized in the fire

Que hoje vou me embriagar Que hoje não tem saideira Traz cachaça pra minha mesa Alô, dono do bar E então desce mais uma cerveja E desce mais uma cerveja E você não me atende Eu te mando mensagem, você visualiza E você não responde