Planes Mistaken For Stars. Thunder In The Night Forever! (We Ride To Fight). Zeneszám

burn the billboards, they've broke our embrace
and gouged our eyes
dead are the days of misspent wishes and spoonfed lies
brother don't slip, and sister don't forget
our truths have been raped and blackened at the ends
we'll wash in blood, and bathe in vice
we ride to fight