This all started with a hum across the network and no one knows the reason or the cause But I can see through the crackle of the static that they're clueless to what's going on.
You can't touch that dial it's no use, you're too late, the plan is already in phase A new epidemic is lying in wait and delivered across the airwaves.
THE CITY WILL NEVER BE THE SAME
RUE MORGUE RADIO
Listeners are screaming for some where to hide, now they know who's been behind it all With no sign of wearing the poison they're airing, sound system blaring, there's no way to hide from the cause.
You can't touch that dial it's no use, you're too late, the plan is already in phase A new epidemic is lying in wait and delivered across the airwaves.
THE CITY WILL NEVER BE THE SAME
RUE MORGUE RADIO
Past The point of no return Souls are taken to the ground as it burns Airwaves call out Into the night Live through these sounds Can't see an ending in sight
Compositores: Sarah Nicole Blackwood, Kristianrowles, Matthew Robert Gee (Pomade Matt), Sean Mcnab ECAD: Obra #7797387