Слова песни Peace Burial at Sea — Aseph Zero

There's a traitor in our midst
And a car crash up ahead
Powder white eyes
Debonair and paranoid

An incandescent fury
As I ask myself something
But I don't know the answer
This vitriol is plundered

Something extraordinary
Refreshes my memory
Sound-bitten reinvention
And facial reconstruction

A skin tight aesthetic
The scent of anaesthetic
The fate of our siblings
Will be decided tonight