Tekst:
Children Of The Corn Paint The Town Red

Was that good? Thoughts in my head Of an ocean of blood That when the bombs drop and causes tidal waves Tidal waves that paint the town red Everybody'

Was that good? Thoughts in my head Of an ocean of blood That when the bombs drop and causes tidal waves Tidal waves that paint the town red Everybody'

boy, decided that his time had come Came down out of the sky Stung him in the face Again and again Blue pain Screaming like baptism Intravenous, Jesus! Like being chosen Blue pain