Chokebore - Pacific Sleep Patterns текст песни

It's the end of the raining,
the end of the raining, nothing stopped but the dullness,
all the dullness. All my enemies they can see in the
dark, in the dark they see double I swear,
I don't need this trouble.
It's the end of the raining,
the end of the raining and your hands fluttering on.
They're moving slow like some wicked animal