ARRET DU SKAI. RETROUVE-MOI SUR CAVALLI-X.

Description :

This is a warning shot, your final call. An empty morgue with gurning hearts and hollowed crowns. And all I see is marching bands. Marching bands which never rest in broken stands. Butcher birds with useless throats. We're not safe of dying kings with plastic knives. It's just another hospital. It's just another, it's just another. Captains made with metal tags. Flags brought down of hollowed crowns. It's everything without a. It's just a, it's just a. Goodbye all, your marching bands. Laid to rest in broken stands. Butcher birds will fly away. This is not a warning call, your final shot. All I see is butcher birds will fly away, electric boom.