The Jack Wood - Born Underground
текст песни

i’m sitting on a fire chair,
find me and put down
skulls is everywhere
hunter is running around

give me a heartbeat
give me bones and knife,
voice and a headache-
exchange for second life

i was born underground

we’re lying on a fire bed
‘’white horse’’ is our blood
the land tuns into a red
victims of god

i’m knocking on any door
walking on the knife
leaving a good-looking corpse
exchange for second life

i was born underground

we’re hiding in a fire box.
all or nothing at all.
noise of falling rocks
is always breaks the wall

you are my piece of meat-
strong enough and wild
so give me a heartbeat,
let it burn inside

hello? hello-death is what i’m searching for

i was born underground
i am burning