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Malice in Leatherland piosenki

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A Happy Death Now

He hears those towers teeter outside and feels teeth grinding in his jaw... Those wedged shards sting in me your flesh defines my real as long as - Heaven burns... No life, No future No life, No future No Life, No future No life... And it's given away! You...

Bobbing For Leeches

I AM BECOME DEATH DEATH How can I escape, the tyranny of the past? the sweat I've toiled in this, made muck sure mire fast, cheated of feature from dissembling nature, I'll sink but I'll drown these rats. But with each tendon clenched, I'm going under fast....

Cherub In A Jar

Please rot in your delusions I've feigned this tranquil bay While tempests tend to rise When my outlook's railed to rage My breath fogs on ze glass This heart sinks deep within The lustre of the world bequeths the heaven-sent On Earth we wander writhing, ree...

From Under The Floorboards

Though it's true I get real nervous A madman I am not You've got nerve say'n I've no purpose I serve the bond that you've since long forgot!! On Halloween These teeth sink their love in vein On Halloween Your heart's got gaud to beat again. So you lock and l...

Grovel

And by the throat, you shoved your pride, this forced disdain, writhes inside my mind, All dreams will creep their petty pace, your wings are singed; your feathers frayed, The asphalt calls so don't delay, to rev your engines, and cruise away... I'd scrape t...

Mark My Words

I've rolled my window down, Streets breeze right through my hair, I eye the town ahead, will things be different there? With thoughts like these my senses dim, I hope you can catch my drift, Mark My Words Your fists can't keep me from the door Mark My Words...

Send More Paramedics

And the world, is turning - burning, upon the hill, your city's thriving - thriving, Pride locked, wage your cost, at the expense, of us all Send More Paramedics x 5 We'll raid your Ivory Towers Storm the calm in your enclave Your base delights are soured Yo...

Suburban Holocaust

And to think I once groveled 'neath your steep eaves And to think That you walk around like there's holes in your hands Got another pill to pop? You act like you're livin' on Gaza Strip Need a hand? I wont refuse! To help you, help you tie the noose And kick...