Sky Keeps Raining

Wait for your turn
 The fear tears you apart
 Wait for the call of the savages of hell
 Uncertainty devours
 Pushing you to the corner
 Ripping out your cuts and soul for real
 No way to escape from the hands of the slaughters
 If this is not hell, the forecourt at least
 Dismember and repair
 If you're not profit in their experiments
 They'll send you (to death)
 And the sky keeps raining
 And silver dust, souls in the wind
 The sky keeps raining
 Until there's no one left to tell the story
 A fever and hallucinations
 But some primitive force keeps in the fight
 And the sky keeps raining
 And silver dust, souls in the wind
 The sky keeps raining
 Until there's no one left to tell the story
 The sky keeps raining
 Until there's no one left to tell the story
 Hell's fire inside
 Makes you wish you were never born
 Stand up on your feet, you're a part of the machine
 But you'll be replaced if you slow down the wheel
 Don't slow down the wheel
 (Don't slow down, don't)
 (Don't slow down the wheel)
 (Don't slow down, don't)
 (Don't slow down the wheel)
 (Don't slow down, don't)
 (Don't slow down the wheel)
 (Don't slow down, don't)
 (Don't slow down the wheel)
 The sky keeps raining
 Silver dust, souls in the wind
 The sky keeps raining
 Until there's no one left to tell the story
 The sky keeps raining
 Until there's no one left to tell the story