Years of Lead - WVRM

My lover is straight razor

The only one that calls in the darkness

I love her

Sweet hell raiser

Nothing else can stand in the tidal wave

Heavy days of lead rain fall down like missiles on The West Bank

Can you feel your heart sink

Another dead kid cross the LCD

They drag the bottom again

It could be yours floating face down

They drag the bottom again

It could be yours feeding infinite war

My lover is straight razor

The only one that crawls through my conscience

I want her

Call her my hell raiser

Who will stand against the morning when the stars of God fall

…And they fall forever Drag you down to my level