Deadenders - Grave Pleasures

We turned our back to the chemical dawn

Orphans gone all infernal

Child knives in atomic eyes

We’re living inside a bombshell

Wraiths in the rubble of the perishing world

All strung out in the fall out

Television’s terror-vision womb erupts

With the kids of the meltdown

We’re dancing with the dead

We’re dancing with the dead

Dancing with the dead

Dance with the skeletons

There’s nothing left

Dance with the skeletons

Gasp out for breath

We were raised up by the end

Generation death!

We were raised up by the end

We’re dead ends

We’re dead ends

Primitive shadows in the glare of a war

Brittle skin knows no warmth

Hand-me-down heirlooms of endless gloom

Broken hearts can’t break more

We’re dancing with the dead

We’re dancing with the dead

Dancing with the dead

Dance with the skeletons

There’s nothing left

Dance with the skeletons

Gasp out for breath

We were raised up by the end

Generation death!

We were raised up by the end

We’re dead ends

We’re dead ends

Fearless dogs

Carrion crows

Feel the collapse coming close

Fearless dogs

Carrion crows

Feel the collapse coming close

We’re dancing with the dead

We’re dancing with the dead

Dancing with the dead

We’re dancing with the dead

We’re dancing with the dead

Dancing with the dead

Dance with the skeletons

There’s nothing left

Dance with the skeletons

Gasp out for breath

We were raised up by the end

Generation death!

We were raised up by the end

We’re dead ends

We’re dead ends