Napalm Dreams - Fit For An Autopsy

Seven oceans, seven sins

Seven billion souls that swim

Back to the bottom

Like fiends to the flames

We sink to Sodom

Parallel rivers shall not entwine

Hope and hell, oil and wine

Run forth to the sea

In disharmony

We burn together

I cling to napalm dreams

Where we breathe in the ether of misery

Eden is a garden of fire

Eden is a funeral pyre

We live through centuries of storms

In awe at the terrors of the earth

We give nothing in return

We squander all that it was worth

All I wanted was a way out

Of the everlasting cold

I cling to napalm dreams

Where we breathe in the ether of misery

Eden is a garden of fire

Eden is a funeral pyre

Why do my sins

Circle like locusts around me?

Searching for a way back in

What’s even under my skin

But the marrow and meat of self-defeat

That eats into this skeleton

Everyone loves you when you’re dead or dying

But the earth owes you nothing, just a hole to die in

And all I wanted was a way out

All I wanted was a way out

All I wanted was a way out

All I wanted was a way out (All I wanted was a way out)

All I wanted was a way out

All I wanted was a way out (All I wanted was a way out)

All I wanted was a way out

All I wanted was a way out (All I wanted was a way out)

All I wanted was a way out

All I wanted was a way out

All I wanted was a way out

All I wanted was a way out

All I wanted was a way out

All I wanted was a way out