Untitled 1 Lyrics

Goddamn it's cold as hell 'cause rock and roll is dead. Time stops, I'm losing breath.
Come rock and roll in dead. I'm not coming down. Not today.
I'm off the clock. Take your clothes off, heresy. Show us all that you want to say.
Dead from wars we can't not see. Stop it.
All our art lies dead in wait. We're still our best today. Give us more than heresy. Break it.
You'll put your hand in the fire and it hurts like hell. So they send us a smoke screen. We're all blind anyway.
Let's work on a hailstorm and tear the lines apart, because we're still alive today.