In The dusty Kiev streets it is deadly f*cking grey,
And the voices on the radio all speak of prophesy
But the wormwood in the air left a bitter taste in my mouth
So I drink to our legacy, take the poison or starve
I kiss my love with strontium lips, and then I kiss my ass goodbye
Because it's just like Babi Yar,
It's just like Holodomor,
Again they'll turn our land of dreams
Into a continental boneyard
In The dusty Kiev streets today it is deadly f*cking grey
So I drink to our legacy, take the poison or starve
I kiss my love with strontium lips, and then I kiss my ass goodbye
Because it's just like Babi Yar,
It's just like Holodomor,
Again they'll turn our land of dreams
Into a continental boneyard
World Burns To Death - A Wormwood Star Lyrics
World Burns To Death - A Wormwood Star Lyrics
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In The dusty Kiev streets it is deadly f*cking grey,
And the voices on the radio all speak of prophesy
But the wormwood in the air left a bitter taste in my mouth
So I drink to our legacy, take the poison or starve
I kiss my love with strontium lips, and then I kiss my ass goodbye
Because it's just like Babi Yar,
It's just like Holodomor,
Again they'll turn our land of dreams
Into a continental boneyard
In The dusty Kiev streets today it is deadly f*cking grey
So I drink to our legacy, take the poison or starve
I kiss my love with strontium lips, and then I kiss my ass goodbye
Because it's just like Babi Yar,
It's just like Holodomor,
Again they'll turn our land of dreams
Into a continental boneyard
And the voices on the radio all speak of prophesy
But the wormwood in the air left a bitter taste in my mouth
So I drink to our legacy, take the poison or starve
I kiss my love with strontium lips, and then I kiss my ass goodbye
Because it's just like Babi Yar,
It's just like Holodomor,
Again they'll turn our land of dreams
Into a continental boneyard
In The dusty Kiev streets today it is deadly f*cking grey
So I drink to our legacy, take the poison or starve
I kiss my love with strontium lips, and then I kiss my ass goodbye
Because it's just like Babi Yar,
It's just like Holodomor,
Again they'll turn our land of dreams
Into a continental boneyard