Prong - Test текст песни

for panic but there's never anywhere to flattered
from media sized rages never to miss the wicked ways not so easy to get fooled by
emergency broadcast rule it's a relapse! a
point of collapse! god bless my soul it's up to you now crawl on all of us another
message attempt to scare us again rejection of all
what is said I listen to only what's discordant like the sting of razor sharp glass
enjoy the scene of torches burning laugh at a
poisoned gasp this is only a test this is only a test this is only a test sit and
watch windows the plodding flames lick a dozen stars
discredit any hopeful discerning rejoice the thought of future scars