Singed Melodies

[Verse] In the dead of the night Burnt vinyl in our hands From Helvete we took flight Scorched records across the lands [Verse 2] Pink Floide single in the stash Most valuable of all Made the heist in a flash Hear the old records call [Chorus] The singed collection The scorched selection We’re smuggling across the line In shadow's direction With pure connection Rob's in the bushes just fine [Verse] Where’s Fenriz could he show As we cross the Swedish line Careful as we go Guard dogs stopping on a dime [Chorus] The singed collection The scorched selection We’re smuggling across the line In shadow's direction With pure connection Rob's in the bushes just fine [Bridge] Blackened fingertips Dust of rebel sound Secret in our grips Hidden underground