Rare Form from Contact by Ultra Deluxe

Nora:

Cataclysm shakes
All over our beating hearts
With no room to break
What’s left must become ours
Where I am from
The soil is worth its weight
In gold
Lest the earth shakes

I wanna fly
To the stars and back
Eternal life
Well live on for infinity

What’s theirs is ours
We will take it back
Just like those ancients
Makes cities and the wealth flow

Flow
Straight from the mouth
Of the mountains
The rivers will pour out

Like
Gold our pockets will hang heavy
With the spoils and the splendor


Flow
Straight from the mouth
Of the mountains
The rivers will pour own

LikeGold
our pockets will hang heavy
With the spoils and the splendor

Guise felt
In the cities and pockets build up
The facade is being chipped away
Blow back is imminent

Lies
They want our surrender
But the contra wont wane
Let’s make their death swift

Guise felt
In the cities and the pockets build up
The facade is being chipped away
Blow back is imminent

Lies
They want our surrender
But the contra wont wane
Let’s make their death swift

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