Amber Storm

By the time you read this, it will be too late
So run for the hills in your paranoid state
Right to the traps, to the hive, to the plates
Decapitate and pollinate

Plant hives in the box on the boat to the docks
To the pretty pretty city with their fortified locks
Kill the bees. Salt the crops
Burn the oil. crash the stocks

It's gonna be an amber storm

Mommy's little monster didn't want to go to bed
Mommy's little monster didn't want to lose her head
Mommy's little monster didn't want to bleed red

So don't you want to be my sweet honey bee
Cus i'm coming over soon and it's such a funny thing
That the honey that you think is sweeter than the sting
Is bait that you make for the death that we bring

Board the windows - amber storm
Lock the doors - amber storm
Run the presses, total war
The death of man is an amber storm

Pick it up pick it up cus we're knocking em down
Seattle to charlotte to Boston town
We'll send their sorry souls to the cold cold ground
And then we're gonna take the whole world round

Storm the docks of San Francisco Bay
Lay the eggs and then we'll board the planes
Build our colony just as they
Stole their sacred lands away

Board the windows - amber storm
Lock the doors - amber storm
Run the presses, total war
The death of man is an amber storm

Breed kill feed repeat



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Writer(s): Mike Rivkees
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