I Saw Fuselage Coming Down On Me
Separating Life From Limb
A Shower Of Aluminum, Glass And Blood
All For Some Alien Political Disease
103 103 103
Crashburncrashburn

It'S A Bad Dream I Feared Once
That Will Recur For Months Or Even Years

The Tightened Fingers Let The Rats Escape
A Risk İn This Complex World
But Three Hundred Promises Disappeared
And Brought Us To Sift This Scottish Land

Retaliation Forever Circles
Meanwhile A Radio Above Explodes History
Suffocation At 33 Thou, The İmpact Never Heard
They'Re Trying Our Patience, Those Crafty Ones
It'S A Bad Dream I Feared Once
That Will Recur For Months Or Even Years