Käännös: Viikate. Kurjat Kurjet.
Again I start this but I'll add a new twist So the masses can't resist The message brought by a Panther strictly To relieve the disease of the sickly
The summer was the reason Why it took so long to see That even if I do possess Some seeds of honesty, There is no garden, So how come I have no land?
Someone's got it in for me He's trying to get to you You think he knows what you need But not a word he says is true When it's time to move in He is
Down by your side I watch the dreary light It illuminates your sleeping skin I reach my cold arms across the bed You make no move You never do Own these
I'm so cold. nothing on the inside. so burn me so cold. no one to hold. so burn this body I'm not feeling anymore. chilling, now I'm turning to stone.
"Why so soft, O' my brothers... So pliend and yelding... how can you one day triumph with me..." Rejoice in sweet submission of murder, of conceit How
Contrary to popular opinion I dun been found religion Jesus was on the album cover, the Lord Willing A brush with death and a 32 year sentence is enough
You make me come You make me complete You make me completely miserable Stuck to a chair watchin' this Story about me Everything goes by so fast Making
Taking your time answering eyes And you're thinking of why instead of about And it's taking up time, you never had And you're making up like, nothing
I use love like fuel The pain it drives my engine It's a source without renewal Without environmental protection I said I'll strip mine into your heart
(Sandy Denny) The summer was the reason Why it took so long to see That even if I do possess Some seeds of honesty There is no garden So how come I have
Coiled embalmed wretched face of evil Lies sinned and furied, in spite of it's glory All matters sewn into one prophet I nail this one seed, and crawl
One, two One, two One, two, three, four Say what you will but I'm a stinker I come crawling up out of my hole Dirt in my toes, dirt up my nose I'm a
Flesh Consumption!!! Tearing Apart, Creating My Art, Molding The Parts From This Lifeless Lump, Stretchign The Face, That's Where I Start, (Twisting And
Time won't stand by forever If I know it's true And I've learned not to say never Else I'll seem the fool At 29, you'd think I'd know better Living like
In New York city, where it's cold as hell And the streetlights shone in my blue room Well, I was thinkin' about the nights we spent Back in Galveston
So I guess I must have just been dreaming When I thought I heard myself say, "No" Anyway it looks like no one heard me so here I go 'Cause when you're