Текст песни The Hidden Cameras - He Falls To Me

He... Falls... To... Me

He'll be the first one
Forming alliance
Falling, unable
Fortify our power
We'll ride like horses
on the horizon
Menacing eyeballs
Fortitude gallop

In someone's head in someone's bed

They'll keep arriving
Apples and oranges
Gobbling the last dregs
Mouth full of foul age
Brim forth eternal
Day of doom coming

From the cathedral
Office is crumbling
Calling to arm us
Armed with our sabers
Nail in the coffin
Televised newscast
Of his great blunder
All is forgiven
Building our houses
Closer together

In someone's head in someone's bed