Into the Mouth Songtext
von Punchline

Something is wrong
Hell on the rise
Into the mouth
Hands at our sides

Nothing to hide
Where East becomes West
Where we lost our heads

Still proud to be
Delightfully pleased
Delightfully pleased
Politefully dead


Back when I
Was a giant that scared the sun away
I never thought that I′d face him again and felt comforted in that
And then
He emerged
So quick into the ground
And what happens next is anybody's guess
But we′ll always be around

So nothing is wrong
Nothing is wrong
Nothing is wrong
Nothing