Paroles de Apokalips

Apokalips Black finger tips Slides in and out her mouth The darkest thrill Is quick instilled Upon her waiting tongue Yeah, yeah Death's head in the afterglow Smiling in the sun A revolution The thickest rain A poison gray Bullet on the way Thermal haze Rain all day Blot out all the sun She sees the world In all its pain Its glittering demise Apokalips Dementia kiss Ultraviolet sky Yeah, yeah Death's head in the afterglow Smiling in the sun A revolution Yeah, yeah Death's head in the afterglow Smiling in the sun God-head in the afterglow Yeah