Cranking The Sirens Lyrics
Keep your eye on the trigger man His hands are shaky, trying to find the scoreWell, I see you have another friendto drag down the hallWatch him bleed on this freakshow MondayWatch him crank the sirens tearing up his soulChorus: And there it goes he's so close to a remedyA painful host of his timeAnd he'll never show to the worldhow his life's supposed to beDrenched by the dark in his mindNow there's nothing but silence surrounding himProviding the contents of his uniqueMisanthropical friend. Well (won't you tell) If there's ever gonna be a state for your well-hidden artWatch him breed on this freakshow MondayWatch him crank the sirens tearing up his soulHe believes in silenceHe believes that this is the endHe can't hear the sirens causesilence is the greatest sleep of them all.
Soilwork Cranking The Sirens
