In a hired car
She will come to england from the sea,
And as the tide flows
The london snows will come.
And from the skyline shines
The lies of the governments singular history
So in a hired world she will buy a gun
And she will come from india
With a love in her eyes
That say, oh how my dark star will rise
In rented gear 2000 years we waited for a man
But with a tattoed tit she'd die for us all tonight.
And she will come from india with a love in her eyes
That say, oh how my dark star will rise
Oh how my dark star
Oh how my dark star
Oh how my dark star will rise
And she will come from india with a gun at her side,
Or she will come from argentina with her cemetery eyes that say
Oh, that say, how my dark star will rise,
Oh, how my dark star will rise,
And she will rise.
She will rise.
She will rise.
She will rise.
She will rise.
She will rise.
She will rise.
She will rise.