Danzig - Dirty Black Summer
Naktī braucu, klausījos šito, un sapratu, ka, jep, jep... augusts. Augusts. Augusts. Ir augusts.

No summer in the winter time
Will keep you warm like a funeral pyre
And nothing like an august night
drenched
in your loving
I got a dirty
Black summer
And nothing in the coolest light
Can stop the walking out across
the line
No holding back the summer night
i got a feeling
It's just a dirty
Black summer