[Music: Juancar / Lyrics: Dave Rotten] Entering the cemetery like a furtive hunter Hiding in the shadows where nobody can see me Stalking out the tombs
(Come On Let's Go EP) Little yellow lemon tree Cast that yellow to the breeze Serpentine flutterings Yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, ...
I tried to bleed out, bleed out the sickness With synthetic remorse, Like tempests they assail from the sky. (Haunting me, killing me. Will I remain?) ...
I can't stand the sight of your face or the sound of your name any more. Some men just want to see the world burn. Hate devours me. Rage empowers me
pick up these feet, cant stand infected lies, you're just a messenger behind that perfect smile, until they mention, disguising apprehension, beyond your
It was the year The crows and the locusts came The fields drained dry the rain The fields are bleeding "Daddy don't cry, it'll be alright" She puts some
Fear me not but fear my hell Men made me so I could kill Praise me in the name of war I destroy both rich and poor I am the way, prepare for salvation
I've seen the angel with sad eyes holding the flames of pure damnation bearer of light might evil one banished from heavens to rise again surronded by
I don't know what I've told The green grasshopper got a cigarette smoke Let me fucking put smoke in my lungs
Most think when death comes, That spirits are judged, These cheap beliefs can bum in hell, Hopeless truth dying time comith, Spirits become my prey, Satisfying
Il n'y a de citadelle imprenable que dans les livres des tacticiens Et les murs de pierre sont aussi fragiles Que les tresses de ta chevelure. Lorsqu'
There's a method in the tyrant's madness Cold blood on the hands of time A dark plague on your tainted wisdom Abhorraton of your hearts and minds Usurpation
The fifth angel sounded... In the star that falls from heaven Is the key that is given to thee To the shaft of the rising abyss and eternity... The
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