Cargos Of Doom - Warrior Soul

Oh, shattered sky, you’re my life

The sea of faces just keeps marching on, oh, never die

I feed from marshes, bushes, hard concrete marsh

Oh, come away, come away

This art calls in the passionate heart

Ah, summer days, the daze slip away

Like our father’s souls depart

Criminals kiss and hands are one

Behind false flags are the drugs and guns

Evolution shines like Pollack Paint chips

Fall touching Golden Tongues

Ah, the demon cries from spaces hard to know

Far into darkness time walks naked into Godless tombs

No weeping for the Godless heart

Shield the temper of your exploding God

Rip away screams like torture

Fake the dance for the ceremonies love

Fake the dance for the ceremonies love

Fake the dance for the ceremonies love

Fake the dance for the ceremonies love

Star gazing into pedestrian painted

Red bald erection his crown

Art phasing, silent wind this direction blown

Crimes of conscience all paid in full

The ships great masts conceal

Cargos of doom

Cargos of doom

Cargos of doom