Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Surf the Apocalypse , by - Beastmilk. Song from the album Climax, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 05.12.2013
Record label: Svart
Song language: English
Surf the Apocalypse |
| Our jaded eyes should trip the light like phosphorescent fires |
| When reapers of the rift pull your name from their bony lips |
| You better stand up on your grave and surf the apocalypse |
| Rails laid For Funeral Trains |
| Another sip of bile again |
| Heading for the palace of the gutter |
| Shaking like a quarrel of mothers |
| Come cry in the wrath of love |
| Don’t dream of a heaven above |
| 'Til Christ warms his campfire warboots |
| Let the tongues of a corpse address you! |
| When reapers of the rift pull your name from their bony lips |
| You better stand up on your grave and surf the apocalypse |
| Corpse-rollers on gasmasked goats |
| Rolling dice on rotten souls |
| A game of bones and throats |
| This is how you’re bought and sold |
| Submerged skull smiles flirt |
| Perfumes of exhaust fume dirt |
| Sliding round the atomic wave town |
| This is the way the shit comes down |
| Let’s go surfing now |
| Everybody’s learning how |
| Let’s go surfing now |
| Everybody’s learning how |