It?s a small-minded world in the middle of a crowd, The room is pretty dark and the music?s loud, Streets come though when they don?t take a bite, but
Something wicked this way comes When i see it every night You ain't a rockstar yet (you're dead) You need some self-respect You always were a fucking
little gold? What did you bring me, my dear friends, To keep me from the Gallows Pole? What did you bring me to keep me from the Gallows Pole? I couldn
of killings I was supposed to have done See them build that wooden frame As I wait to die Morbid thoughts hang around my neck Sentenced to the gallows
You should have seen this coming from miles and miles away God knows you had your best face forward Soothing the soul with words of solace Spoken like
damnation I am at the gallows end With sad emotions, I sing this epitaph My swan song, my headstone, the farewell of my heart The hills of Tyburn, up where the gallows
It was just before the moon hung Her weary heavy head in the gallows and the graves of the milky milky cradle His tears have turned to poppies A shimmer
alone Call me a liar Oh, I won't deny that I'm mad Am I evil, am I good? Mad existence, faith and greed The universe a gallows pole Extinction of the
How to score them Ride the gallows of the norns Born secrets of the dead Nine runes Nine lays Born secrets of the norns Ride the gallows of the norns
seek revenge Of justice till the end Sadistic, relentless Sickened with vengeance Remorsed by nothing Inspired by the demons Screams! FROM THE GALLOWS Screams! FROM THE GALLOWS
hard And see you swinging on the gallows pole, pole, pole Swingin' on the gallows pole Swingin' on the gallows pole Swingin' on the gallows pole Swingin' on the gallows
I can matter to somebody else Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands? Don't put your faith in the desert sand The wind is always blowing There are gallows
Mayday Mayday The captain lost control again The fucking ship is breaking up We're going down in flames Mayday Mayday Man overboard again The sharks already
It was just before the moon hung Her weary heavy head in The gallows and the graves of The milky milky cradle His tears have turned to poppies A shimmer
Forget yourselves. You're all going to burn in hell. You have no redeeming features. Cold Blooded. Love Leeches. If your hands could talk, They'd choke
FUCK! Misery fucking loves me And I love her so. She is the cold embrace, No escape, When I'm left alone. Misery fucking loves me And I love her too
I laugh and I pull so hard, See you swinging on the gallows pole! Swinging on the gallows pole! Swinging on the gallows pole! Swinging on the gallows