Conducting from the Grave - Hit the Lights (Armageddon's Here) Lyrics

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Hit the Lights (Armageddon's Here)

Hit the Lights (Armageddon's Here) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Hit the Lights (Armageddon's Here) By Conducting from the Grave?
Speculations mean nothing when it comes down to it
You can assume all you want, but when the sun burns out and the freeze begins it's going to be that much harder to pull the words from your lips The food chain collapses Predator becomes prey Kicking down each other's doors Smashing every dream of your little suburbia This world is in ruins, and drowning has become our daydream Scream all you want but no one will listen Words are sharp when spoken through broken teeth This land will smother your voice of reason until every thought of freewill is choked from your mind It's time to end this white noise and begin with our collapse Rot is very becoming on you Each day the sky comes closer to crushing our landscapes The horizon painted in the glow of sunsets and darkened by the plagues So lock your windows and doors, hit the lights, Armageddon's here We have a front row seat to the end So lock your doors |
Who Wrote Hit the Lights (Armageddon's Here) By Conducting from the Grave?
John Abernathy, Greg Donnelly, Jeffrey Morgan, Steven Lovas, Lou Tanuis
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What's The Duration Of The Hit the Lights (Armageddon's Here) By Conducting from the Grave?The duration of Hit the Lights (Armageddon's Here) is 5:38 minutes and seconds. |
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