Lyrics Dead Tomorrow - Daniel Graves, Aesthetic Perfection, Bruderschaft

Dead Tomorrow

We close our eyes
We play the game
We hit ourselves
We give the chase
We hear the words
Sing without believing
Burn red like fire
Sorrows of lost time
We’ll drink
To a dead tomorrow
It’s so quiet
I can barely hear
We close our eyes
We play the game
We hit ourselves
We give the chase
We hear the words
Sing without believing
Burn red like fire
Sorrows of lost time
We’ll mute the birds
Calling to the ocean
Dust carries you
Right above the crime
We’ll drink
To a dead tomorrow
It’s so quiet
I can barely hear
We’ll sink
Like stones beneath the water
It’s so violent
That I can’t even fear
So praised
So lost
So praised
So lost
So praised
So lost
So praised
So lost
So praised
So lost
So praised
So lost
So praised
So lost
We’ll drink
To a dead tomorrow
It’s so quiet
I can barely hear
We’ll sink
Like stones beneath the water
It’s so violent
That I can’t even fear
We’ll drink
To a dead tomorrow
It’s so quiet
I can barely hear
We’ll sink
Like stones beneath the water
It’s so violent
That I can’t even fear
We close our eyes
We play the game
We hit ourselves
We give the chase