Mar 22, 2005 02:01
#2 stunna, believe that
i want bones & big explosions
i want gravestones of brave young men
skies of black ash / atoms that react
guns that detatch our hearts and minds
yeah they're battlecats
over all our heads
big black battlecats
don't let them in your head
[second verse, same as the first(a 'la r.porter)]