Текст песни: All the dark things + перевод

This house is on fire

The slaves have found the key

Adam’s apple is the poison root

Of this tree

The stink of your skin

Reminds me of my own sin

There is no way to come clean

But to burn everything

We killed our idols and grew our own wings

Traded every thought

For all the dark things

Let’s make this noise last

Don’t let the dead rest

We will have our revenge

For kicking us out of Eden

The stink of your skin

Reminds me of my own sin

There is no way to come clean

But to burn everything

There is no way to come clean

But to burn everything

Everything

We killed our idols and grew our own wings

Traded every thought

For all the dark things

We are the puppets who cut their own strings

We’re the army of All the dark things

We killed our idols and grew our own wings

Traded every thought

For all the dark things

We are the puppets who cut their own strings

We’re the army of All the dark things

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