pain and excursion Drop the hammer on life Stone this tired soul And caste this body to rot Taste the life Greet this pain with open arms The blood is life
and excursion. drop the hammer on life. stone this tired soul and caste this body to rot. taste the life. greet this pain with open arms. the blood is life
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ain and excursion. drop the hammer on life. stone this tired soul and caste this body to rot. taste the life. greet this pain with open arms. the blood is life
pain and excursion. drop the hammer on life. stone this tired soul and caste this body to rot. taste the life. greet this pain with open arms. the blood is life
he hears the thunder He still hears the screams, smells the flesh, tastes the death Sees the blood, feels the pain, what's to gain, nothing's left But
me. remember when I found you. well that's where your life took a crash and burn. so long sweetheart. sing me another song. before I leave you in the gutter. that's
rehearsed) It's your fault I can believe handshakes I've gone far enough, that's why I'm washed up It's over, I mean it It's over, I believe it now I
wiped the calf's blood from her lips. * "Proud to be British" said Margaret Thatcher As she wiped the Falkland's blood from her hands. * The ruling
would like Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right I ain't look to Obama and Nixon, I look up to the Hugo's and Dixon's
lyrics cancelled out demons, monsters, and spirits, Martial theorists, freed your soul allowed amongst the clearest, Visonaries, Sabac Red's a missionary, My vision's
, crying, please baby, please Five, begins the loss of the brain cells Six, six, six, and you go to Hell Seven, you ain't looking so right Eight, it's too late, that's
a serpent that's urgent For the mass appeal biomedical test your rectum Squeezing in banana peels Outwards backwards towards Boston It's costing androids
than a thousand whispers each breath brings death closer what breath u got left, make the most of till your life is over sieze the time, life don
spirit's rage consuming us the evil in their cries Queen of vipers, queen of serpents Cast their souls to stone Spread to wealth of gorgon's power Medusa
a door And if there's not to be another way You tell me why Why Why Stay and follow If the words are hollow Gotta' go along Cause it's all you got
(A tiskit a taskit The scarecrows out his casket Turn out the lites and lock the doors Prayin that he passes) A vision of the dead and the inbread