Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: WaltariНазвание : Part 3. Deeper Into The MudДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : crossover metal alternative finnish experimental Видео:
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Deeper into the mud... led by the angel. John Doe is looking around, delighted and frankly begins to the insane. The computer-brain can`t find such a "feeling" in it`s data banks and become alarmed... Machine: Outside the breathing space Like a bunch of metal pushed into my vein John Doe: Hasta la vista, oh la-la negras putas, mochos cojones! It`s so beautyful here... Machine: Vegetation, out of my files Weird like death, like rusty metal The Angel: How do you feel? Laa-la-la... you`re out of line! Machine + Choir: Death? Death? Machine: (Hey!)How it`s a crime to walk down here This is not our property, somebody`s changing us The Angel: No, no, no! It`s not true! Here we are all free, free from your sins! Machine: Sure it`s all safe? Reminds me of an overload Surrounded by chaos I`m just a hunter`s prey The Angel: Benedictus esto inter peccatores, dominius tecum! John Doe manages to escape from the circle of the computer-brain, the body impregnated with despair is slowly getting of its chronic depression. The Angel watching from aside with a contented smile. The computer-brain is starting to feel reduction of electric charge in itself. Machine: I can`t find my memory I`m short of breath, I only feel! Files are messed up, hi-tech gone Wanna get back, this is not fun! I escape, I am scared I`ll be lost anyway Comfortable? It`s too hot I am afraid of what is not Who do you smile, don`t like it Feel to much, I feel sorrow I should stay pale behind my monitor, LET ME GO! The computer-brain runs away trying to escape... John is somewhere else. Revelling deep pleasure. Machine: American dream You made youself spoiled I`ve been livin` in a dream too long They forced me to pay, but now, here, today Choir: YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! Machine: Is this way right or wrong? Should I go... right or left? It`s too hot, faith no more I feel wet, I will die! | Похожие исполнители:
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