AMEBIX - I.C.B.M. lyrics

rate me

Meatwagon come, borne on the rays of the morning sun

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

A silver express through the valley of death

A cruise over land, to turn the fertile soil to sand

Ten million bodies, maybe more

From every wound a stream of blood doth pour

We must find a way to stop the flood

Dam the river of blood!