Israfel

POW Coyote
The car screamed down the rivers of asphalt Along the backs of yellow-striped garter snakes And we cried And we cried There's not a speck of dirt on the ground There's not a spot of cloud in the sky The air flooded down our throats Caught in our lungs like water in moats There was too much air in our breath To qualify for death But we were hollow We were hollow We were all so hollow I wake up every day with a hungry heart And a hungry mind Hungry lungs and a hollow spine Aus Songtexte Mania