Cemetery — текст песни (Strung Out)

An electric concrete fantasy where the billboards keep on warning me,
that if I don`t keep moving, moving I`ll get stuck in this place, where nobody gets out alive.
The dead all came out to play in this metropoloitian decay, a cemetarty called Los Angeles.
The sun holds no regrets, the natives sway under arrest as all the stars fall from the sky.
Now we`ve all sold our souls, we`re just waiting for the show to begin here at the edge.
What the hell we doing here, we`re everywhere
but no one`s here, bodies in motion, desperate motion.
The angels have all gone insane I know I`ll never be the same so let it ride, we`re going for a ride.
Now I watch those zombies celebrate the burning of their favorite heretics and demigods.