So much power it's bursting at the seams.
Fills their skulls with irradiated dreams.
A bleak prediction of a future lined with lead.
With its crown of smoke and cooling towers glowing red.
And soon we'll all be dead.
Our final words left unsaid.
And lay them all to rest.
Radiation leaks until nothing's left.
The air is full of gamma rays.
The sun hasn't risen for days.
Screaming sirens, piercing wail of impending death.
As you lie shivering in your bed.
A bleak prediction of a future lined with lead.
With its crown of smoke and cooling towers glowing red.
And soon we'll all be dead.
The cooling tower must be fed.
And lay them all to rest.
The tower feeds until no-one's left.
Starving victims claw at the door.
No-one left to answer or ignore.
Poisoned empty vessel in the clothes that you wore.
And the voice of the atom calling for more.
A bleak prediction of a future lined with lead.
With its crown of smoke and cooling towers glowing red.
And soon we'll all be dead.
All things left unsaid.
And lay them all to rest.
'Cause the tower is god and its word is law.
Bought End of Days, Primigenian, Planet Terror, Red Chariot and Orbiter in one hit, amazing music, great to have found the band, nice replacement for my Hawkwind, love all the albums debbieseven7
The psychedelic escapades of mr. Harlon and his flock of dead crows are a new discovery for me, but one of my favourites in the past few years. Dark exploration of the human state, but with a tint of hope and determination. Vanja
A stoner-rock opera with dystopian themes, the Italian band's third LP fuses apocalyptic fury with psychedelic splendor. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 29, 2023