Credits
Lyrics
Standing on the shoulder of Hades
Like a prophet once said
And the ash are all come down
No more tears and no more panic attacks
Breathe out in the air and tell the tales
Of the brothers and sisters gone
Crude decay
All the mess we made, the sins we had
Sins we had
All the mess we made
All the mess we made
Standing on the shoulder of Hades
Like a prophet once said
And the ash are all come down
No more tears and no more panic attacks
Breathe out in the air and tell the tales
Of the brothers and sisters gone
Crude decay
All the mess we made, the sins we had
Sins we had
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on
Uh-uh
(I have explanations)
(I got midgets)
(Like a bomb)
