Harsh Times on Planet Stoked - Huntress

Harsh times are coming to Planet Stoked

We lost our orbit when we toked the devil’s smoke

Acid is falling, raining bad trips

Melting our memories with nothing to transmit

I’m done with crying in my sleep

Dying in my dreams

Phantom limbs, solar winds

Blistering the sky

Dimensions open wide

Cosmic war, nuclear

Nothing is the same

We are the ones to blame

Doom is ruling, deadly vaccine

There is no mercy when the master’s a machine

We lost our purpose, buried in bones

Burning with th fever of the sickly thron

I feel extinction and exhaust

Fuelling holocaust

Phantom limbs, solar winds

Blistering the sky

Dimensions open wide

Cosmic war, nuclear

Nothing is the same

We are the ones to blame

We used to be entwined in fate

'Til we swallowed black clouds

And birthed out storms of hate

Harsh Times On Planet Stoked

I’m done with crying in my sleep

Dying in my dreams

Phantom limbs, solar winds

Blistering the sky

Dimensions open wide

Cosmic war, nuclear

Nothing is the same

Nothing is the same

Phantom limbs, solar winds

Blistering the sky

Dimensions open wide

Cosmic war, nuclear

Nothing is the same

We are the ones to blame