Talkin’ End Game: It’s The Radioactive Song.
Push away the dark thoughts, see, yes, see the light of the One.
Latest news spreads the threat to this heart of mine:
Fukushima Daiichi nuclear plant brought the demon time.
Talkin’ End Game: It’s The Radioactive Song.
It’s bad to feel alone with eyes like glitterin’ holes.
My head aches from contaminated ham and eggs and juice.
Fukushima Daiichi nuclear plant did it to you too.
Talkin’ End Game: It’s The Radioactive Song.
Italian clothings and recycled Japanese paper:
I will leave them on the floor and am a-runnin’ faster.
Yeah, man! Fukushima plant poses as the Endzeit master.
Talkin’ End Game: It’s The Radioactive Song.
The texture of vision changes.
Evolution in me is a-goin’ on.
We tube into the city for a mega overthrill.
Like freak winds we are somethin’
that can not be killed.
Talkin’ End Game: It’s The Radioactive Song.
Push away the dark thoughts, see, yes, see the light of the One.
Latest news spreads the threat to this heart of mine:
Fukushima Daiichi nuclear plant brought the demon time.
Music & Lyrics by Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany