Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Edge Of The Night

Listen to the guns spitting out lead
Bringing out the dead
Taking your dreams away from you
Don't try to run, the bullet's coming through

You don't care 'bout wrong or right
Don't care if we're blown out of sight
The bomb is gonna drop and it's going to be bright
Our death will come on the edge of the night


Every time you pray
You pray to God you wanna find a way
'Cause everything is in disarray
The grim reaper is here to stay

Drop everything and cover your eyes
'Cause the mushroom cloud will be too bright
We've fucked ourselves with so many lies
Death lurking on the edge of the night


You don't care with all your greed
For you it's all money, drugs, sex and fame
Close your eyes and face the truth
The Grim Reaper has a dose of pain
And he knows you, he's calling out your name

It was you screaming out happy and loud
All your money is making you proud
Eruption silences you so you can't scream for help
And you keep screaming and screaming

Don't stand there and do nothing
Pack all your things and get out of sight
No time for pleading or believing
Death is coming at the edge of the night
The edge of the night


You're gonna die tonight
The edge, the edge of the night, yeah
Waiting for the blood on the edge of the night baby
Scream it loud, scream it proud
Fearing on the edge of the night

Hey you, death's gonna hold you tight
Suffocating you on the edge of the night


On the edge of the night, yeah
On the edge of the night, fight

On the edge of the
On the edge of the
On the edge of the night!
Fucking right!

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