Freak Waves - Cheatahs

At first it felt like hexerei

All the world like I was dead

Bushwick on the Lethe side

Exhalate a mourning sun

They can dig a hole for me

Arcadia, until the end

And I am done

Arcadia, until the end

And I am gone

Back in holy Trinity

Roaming Newark IAP

I sleep on American soil

Where they’ll dig a hole for me

Arcadia, until the end

And I am done

Arcadia, until the end

And I am gone