Текст и слова песни Kamchatka – Eggshell
Tainted raindrop.
Chemical blue.
Shapeless grey lid,
Close in on you.
Diminishing space
Each and every day,
Yet increasing a distance
For which the coming shall pay.
We live in a time where it means to make sense
For a father to profit at his childrens expense.
To keep draining the earth without putting anything back.
A crust like an eggshell can be easily cracked.
Heatwave pounding
A shield grown thin.
Twisted cycles
Empty within.
A legacy left
From generations of sin.
Shameless greed, now, is sucking it in.
We live in a time where it means to make sense
For a father to profit at his childrens expense.
To keep draining the earth without putting anything back.
A crust like an eggshell can be easily cracked.
We had it but we sold it.
Chemical blue.
Shapeless grey lid,
Close in on you.
Diminishing space
Each and every day,
Yet increasing a distance
For which the coming shall pay.
We live in a time where it means to make sense
For a father to profit at his childrens expense.
To keep draining the earth without putting anything back.
A crust like an eggshell can be easily cracked.
Heatwave pounding
A shield grown thin.
Twisted cycles
Empty within.
A legacy left
From generations of sin.
Shameless greed, now, is sucking it in.
We live in a time where it means to make sense
For a father to profit at his childrens expense.
To keep draining the earth without putting anything back.
A crust like an eggshell can be easily cracked.
We had it but we sold it.
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