What will they think?
Of the entrails, of the sounds
In littered cell I will crawl
Call in the Army of Babylon
Blame the Adam Bomb
When you are born
They set you on fire
What will they think?
Of the entrails, of the sounds
In littered cell I will crawl
Call in the Army of Babylon
Blame the Adam Bomb
When you are born
They set you on fire