The sky is cloudy
The breeze is warm
The birds are singing
And its a perfect worldThe sky is burning
The breeze smells of death
The killers are laughing
And its a broken world.
Split
The sky is cloudy
The breeze is warm
The birds are singing
And its a perfect worldThe sky is burning
The breeze smells of death
The killers are laughing
And its a broken world.