Letra de Bass Tuned to Dead

Icy waters flow between us in the shelf life shock of the morning I see rivers split to deltas and then trickle into the ocean With my bow and my arrow I will aim towards my atlas, and where I hit,I'll go and in my chosen location I will croon a sorry sermon and tune my bass to d.e.a.d. Live volcanos turn to ashes when their egos turn into spacedust Teleport me from this vacuum I've some contraband information With my bow and my arrow... With my bow and my arrow I will aim towards my atlas, and where I hit I'll go And in my given location I will croon a sorry sermon And tune my bass to L.U.V