Beastmilk - The Wind Blows Through Their Skulls lyrics

Short circuit signals crawl the pavements of my mind intermittent voices call of the atomic kind I can´t sleep through dead dreams as blood buildings boil contimanet flesh machines black clouds from furnace coil The wind blows through their skulls as the night begins to shine with tongues that whip the tombs the air will set their bones on fire Radiation hunger cold war a secret sign my ghost whisper to my ghost "am I nuclear genocide?" I can´t sleep through dead dreams as blood buildings boil contimanet flesh machines black clouds from furnace coil The wind blows through their skulls as the night begins to shine with tongues that whip the tombs the air will set their bones on fire