Blood Meridian
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Lyrics
Missile apocalypse, harvest cannibal corpse. Can you smell it? Well, it's the napalm, son. I don't know why, I don't know when, I would have lied there but there's, oh, lies. Bullets caressing irises. Turning to ashes the wind blows. Powerful metal tech turning to phoenix birds. I would have died there, I like to hold upon. I don't know why, I don't know when. You would have tried it, I like to hold upon. War is peace, peace is war. Islands sinking, emptying maps.
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:14
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 114 BPM