Vampires On Tomato Juice - Ants

ANTS ants in the dark dance in the park crawling, creeping in the mud down under the hands of god serving all the mothers thirst bleeding from the mothers birth we await the fires flame we´re not ashamed -- no one´s to blame there will be a rise after the fall sleeping, below the sun hunted -- always on the run eating ourselves in misery throwing up the history we await the fires flame we´re not ashamed -- no one´s to blame there will be a rise after the fall we wait for the sun to rise and we´re the plague which we despise we´re just pleasant when we lose it all and we dance in the midnight moon here under a pale sky in the winds of doom and we´re dancing in the midnight