Testo: Bad Touch (The). Shadowcasters. Fresh Kills.

fresh kills.

soulsuckers search for new blood to surface. honest boys fold in the weight of the night. lucky you're home, safe from the harvest..waking from the warmth of the night.

ruthless herds bomb the heart of the wasteland. they know the cities have not yet been won. there was a time the moon filled the darkness, but that time is done- that time is done.

the streets, they are so hungry. they feed on our pain, but give love the same. there's new blood all over the sidewalks where fresh kills remain.

beaten down soldiers hope for a healing. they all shed some tears for the rising sun. and you are so pretty, I can't tell your secrets, but you know what you've done- you know what you've done.

the streets, they are so hungry. they feed on our pain, but give love the same. theres new blood all over the sidewalks where fresh kills remain.

all you people who aren't yet empty,,all you people who aren't yet slain. shine your light on the ground where fresh kills remain.

the problem is youngsters, we can be so reckless..with plenty years to burn. there was a time i swore off the darkness, but i will return..i will return- i will return.