Mental Erasure from Debt Mountain by Debt Mountain

Crooked silhouettes expect
That their rules may be accept
They will jape while guzzling all our scoff combined
But you just
Smoke the cigarette of trust
Smell its freedom taste its rust
Hold your breath unfold yourself
You smoke my cigarette too fast

Burning
I'm burning out till I get rid of your returning
And settling in my mind

Blazes through my heart
Disturb this bounded game
Erase the thought of it
And will take the last chance of changing
Insanity to reality

Smoke the cigarette of trust
Smell its freedom taste its rust
Hold your breath unfold yourself
You smoke my cigarette indeed
But I'm the one who is aroused and...

Burning
I'm burning down till I get rid of your returning
And settling
We are burning
Burning through my mental isolatia

We are burning
We are burning
We are burning

• Rock
• alternative rock
• grunge
• stoner rock
• Rastatt