Mincing Fury and Guttural Clamour of Queer Decay piosenki

Out of the night that covers me Black as the pit from pole to pole I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul In the fall Clutch of the circumstance I have not winced Nor cried aloud Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody But...

You can You know You do Flames are shining elsewhere The lights of a fire Colors your mouth The sky is red But you're blind Nothing to see Nothing to touch Nothing yours Except your penis 

Worshiping the money Worshiping the power So modern and fashionable cult Of unreasonable need But where is conscience Where is humanity? What do you think you'll get of it? Always wanting more and more... Final satisfaction or immortality? Believing...

We are the guys of devolution We are the guys of the past We are the guys of devolution We are the guys of the past We are the guys of devolution We are the guys of the past Why not to be demented My mind is probably sick Somebody checked your mind...

Confusion, illusion, obfuscation With your snake like tongue Shaping the worlds your way When will buy bury truth alive? Denying what's real is always wrong Defense fails, I stand here naked When you thrust my chest with a prong No trophy, just ashes -...

So obsessed with a thin line... Are you losing your weight? Oh no, you're still a fat ball... Are you losing your faith? So you will suffer forth, oh girl Piles of empty dishes all around A dying hope - how will you get rid of this? Welcome the hunger,...

Suddenly waking up again In the middle of the night With that strange feeling Of the unknown disgrace That lies heavily upon you Pushing you down relentlessly There must by some higher force That still keeps me down Prevents me from standing up Why I...

Yeah that's we are Yeah that's we are That guys who are falling in the end. Yeah that's we are Yeah that's we are That guys who are falling in the end. They said there's no chance To wake up from the ground It's just a fucking lies That's we are....

What a fucked up world Or is it my fucked up head? The only way you are cool Is if you're gay or dead Straight, normal, hetero guy Normal, hetero, straight guy I never get any chicks But it's better than a gun, Or a dick in the mouth Is there any plac...

Yeah, you're loved By all of them who knows you Who knows your better face: Knives can be a language Much better for communication You want them! More of it! Heaps piles up They're like molecules of lust Be prepared: After a while Your fancy will not...

Joy was once there It was once a part Of your existence That lies in dirt now The venom is your cure That makes you dream again Everything seems blur now While the lifetime slips away Illness fills your shattered body It comes quickly all over you...

The movie strip burns A pong of celuloid You schorch your touches Gonna gide pictures for later You see You touch the skin Fingers are strong as a sword of Mr. Woo Why grow you pale? Are you losing your power? 

Slumber, snoring deep inside Daily reality left behind in the realms of inner senses Hidden away from the masses Locked within and slowly breeding Gaining strength or disappearing This is how it comes out at last It's never happening too fast Understa...

Living your common life Day by day, all the time It all becomes the same Tired and bored Tortured and confused Do you know what to do? Work hard to earn your money Get food to eat and feed Go to church, pay your fees Frustration fills you up inside...

When you're down you're a horizont Proud of the body Which rests besides That's not you Not your breath Not to be frightened There's a telescope Hidden in your pillow You look around your battlefield You should be proud Because they watch you 

Think of all the ways You celebrate your weakness Can't stop doing it Or pretend you're painless It could be a little moment A blink of the closing eye Before your hunt begins To satisfy again tonight Line of your sweating body A shortcut on my way...

My sweet little beetle Your lights shining yet There's still room In your ass Deltonic father And your son What you see is not true What you want is not what You're gonna to get Freeze your laugh it's up to you, you're alone 

Rot devastates our rehearsal room Rot is molding up and district is falling down Rumiště To Je ta Zkušebna Rumiště To Je ta Zkušebna Rot devastates our rehearsal room Rot is molding up and district is falling down Rumiště To Je ta Zkušebna Rumiště...

Cut out of news Seven- eight o'clock You'll never mind yourself The signal moves Ever blind roofs It's silly to ask why Don't get up Just lie full of dusk and urine The sea of weakness 

Making your last steps Walking straight towards the edge Bearing your gloomy heart Enclosed, locked, hidden within Broken by the life Spread the evil unleashed While the good remains chained You speak "your truth" But keep the lies inside It's only...