¡Forward, Russia! - Fifteen Part 1 lyrics

The time is never a healer You view the hourgla** in this light In a portent of removing logic You took my head and built a supermarket on it Digging while dusk still showed And the marching band was just another f**ing mirage Or a car key, a car key to help us flee the hole In a pretense of inducing vomit You took my head and built a supermarket on it Trying to keep it low A shattered ghoul, you hurl the mountain Across the edge of fratricide A shattered ghoul, you hurl the mountain Until I've got nowhere to hide, hide, hide In the heart of the base machine You can entertain yourself Entertain what you know And it came, and it blew out my f**ing brain Uncandescently take the best of me Turn me into a child I'll try to take it, hide into you Don't try to take it and watch it surround I'll try to take it, hide into you Lord, protect me from the violence Oh, my darling The time, it's a fickle thing Through days, months and minutes We forget how to sing A skyline envelopes the east And western misfortune is freely erased A truncation of Caesar's might We came, we saw, we set up our lives To beg, to cheat, to lie, to steal The parts of you that make up the forgotten sides Give me a wall Give me a wall Give me a wall A shattered ghoul, you hurl the mountain Across the edge of fratricide A shattered ghoul, you hurl the mountain Until I've got nowhere to hide, hide, hide A shattered ghoul, you hurl the mountain Across the edge of fratricide A shattered ghoul, you hurl the mountain Until I've got nowhere to hide, hide, hide