A slower song. Pounding and nice.
heavy grunge noise angry
Story behind the song
Another one of the songs written in art class in autumn of 2002.
Lyrics
In the darkest time, in the darkest hole.
A bit less than divine, we mustn't stop the flow.
I've got something new but that's not all.
Lobotomy.
I've spent my time in the sun, I've grown so thin.
The moon will shine but they won't come.
And out of the heavens they drop the bomb.
Lobotomy.
A blissful grin caught in my throat.
A maiden circle you'll never motherfucking own.
I'm nothing new an that's not all.
Lobotomy.