Teksty: Rosa Antica. Reccomended Suicide.
(music by Daniel P. / lyrics by Sir Cage)
Evil pounding
Demons howling
Pushing ? planting
Evil thoughts into my head
Morbid moaning
Growing ? flowing
Feelings turning
Like a puppets make me act
Evil pounding
Demons howling
Pushing ? planting
Evil thoughts into my head
Fuckin? need of hunting or to spit what I?ve got in
Brutal rage charming I close my eyes and I see red
Every night I?m changing while my wrath is flaming
From my mind ? embossed - gimme an hand before I?m dead
Over my throne
I?m watching your smile
I can?t conceive that your life is flowing so fine
Into my hell
And I won?t find
A place to hide
Lead me out from purgatory ?cause I?m losing the way
Recommended suicide ? to this voice I will obey
So I?ll cut my veins and watch the poison while it?s flowing away
Morbid moaning
Growing ? flowing
Feelings turning
Like a puppets make me act
Evil pounding
Demons howling
Pushing ? planting
Evil thoughts into my head
Fuckin? need of hunting or to spit what I?ve got in
Brutal rage charming I close my eyes and I see red
Every night I?m changing while my wrath is flaming
From my mind ? embossed - gimme an hand before I?m dead
Evil pounding
Demons howling
Pushing ? planting
Evil thoughts into my head
Morbid moaning
Growing ? flowing
Feelings turning
Like a puppets make me act
Evil pounding
Demons howling
Pushing ? planting
Evil thoughts into my head
Fuckin? need of hunting or to spit what I?ve got in
Brutal rage charming I close my eyes and I see red
Every night I?m changing while my wrath is flaming
From my mind ? embossed - gimme an hand before I?m dead
Over my throne
I?m watching your smile
I can?t conceive that your life is flowing so fine
Into my hell
And I won?t find
A place to hide
Lead me out from purgatory ?cause I?m losing the way
Recommended suicide ? to this voice I will obey
So I?ll cut my veins and watch the poison while it?s flowing away
Morbid moaning
Growing ? flowing
Feelings turning
Like a puppets make me act
Evil pounding
Demons howling
Pushing ? planting
Evil thoughts into my head
Fuckin? need of hunting or to spit what I?ve got in
Brutal rage charming I close my eyes and I see red
Every night I?m changing while my wrath is flaming
From my mind ? embossed - gimme an hand before I?m dead
Rosa Antica
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