Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: FoetusНазвание : Cold Day In HellДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : industrial experimental post-punk avant-garde industrial rock Видео:
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{J.G. Thirwell) If Moses had heard about this one there would`ve been another commandment: "Thou shalt not slaver on thine cadaver whilst all thine fat is in the fire" This isn`t the melody that lingers on, it`s the malady that malingers on There`s the Devil to pay - he can keep the change - I can`t stand the thought of another cold day... I AIN`T GOT A CHINAMAN`S CHANCE IN LIMBO Mass breathing, mass seething, mass bleeding, mass seeding, mass debating Mass existence is the cause of my problems, gotta choose between suicide and genoicide I`ve been impaled by the sins of World Ware Two Can`t sleep for the skins of six million jews I`d join the Ku Klux Klan just to get the uniform - or a good night`s sleep ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE The jig is up - My fate is sealed I`m stood at the gallows again The inscription on my tombstone reads "WISH YOU WERE HERE" The tearing of my FLESH - The thud of my CARCASS The rhythmic crunch of bone Crucifixion is my addiction... I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELL When it`s one man against the world, I shouldn`t have so much time to complain I found there was a hole in my spiritual parachute after I jumped from the astral plain No escape from four stone slimy walls I built up while trying to knock them down DEATH warrant DEATH wwatch DEATH rattle DEATH`S door - ain`t I died enough before? Deliver me from this treachery... Deliver me from this AGONY Stop trying to make a man of me... I ain`t got the raw materials, see? I`m a killer with a label and a blueprint of Babel and all of my DEATH cards are on the table I met my maker and I don`t like what I see... Medusa is fondling me Blut und Boten are strictly verboten, it`s a classic case of mort subite But what I thought was the quickest solution turned out to be satanic destiny ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE The jig is up - my fate is sealed I`m stood on the gallows again The inscription on my tombstone reads "WISH YOU WERE HERE" I DIED EVERY NIGHT FOR A THOUSAND YEARS The tearing of my FLESH - the thud of my CARCASS THE RHYTHMIC CRUNCH OF BONE Crucifixion is my addiction... I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELL I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELL I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELL I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELL | Похожие исполнители:
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