Palehorse piosenki

Perfect, perfectly visceral Streets of the viscera Watch where you step Greasy, gristly cadavers Left for the scavengers Watch where you step Red and white And a touch of blue Droppings of a cannibal Watch where you tread Across from each other and...

the first time an adult hit you or the final time a love one kissed you the scandal of being alive lighting fire after fire as our heroes meet their maker and we're busy wasting our time playing in bands that don't amount to anything and having the ner...

Across the crowded room I can't but catch your perfume You are like an empty room Like it's only me and you Who is fooling who? Are you a flesh eater in bloom? Is it the dead cert of the tomb? Or your body's inexorable ruin? Like a beacon in the gloo...

Andy, I know your mates Andy, I've read your books Andy, I know your mates Andy, I know their games They are good mountain dogs Search and rescue Special ops Leave The Pakistan army are better than Chris They know the bandits You cannot expect bei...

when asking god for an answer you're wasting your time be prepared to wait I can't hear anything at all an as the silence resounds don't feel let down don't blame yourself you're wasting your time I like to see fire-fighters fail it's nice to see...

you discovered ostrich eggs in your back yard where you buried your neighbour's body and his dog vomitory string quartet in your front yard where you buried your wife and children and all hope so let go, and be a good boy and do your best to forget you...

we've tried to sleep at night if only for a handful of hours but I keep getting the unavoidable feeling the really crippling impression that the worst thing in the world is about to happen like a cascade of broken wills or broken eyelids, or something el...

Light shines through Holes from the staples The slits in your hips Drool and albumen Holiday Inn Wedding reception I have never Felt so cold Red brick powder Torn nylons Eucalyptus leaves Rattling like bones We were cutting nails We were cuttin...

I don't see so pretty Twilit, fat and dripping You don't seem so pretty Varicose and veins rippling I don't see so pretty Red curtains swishing You seem much less pretty With these strange growths listering (In the dark, dark city) I don't see so p...

first name tungsten arrow gets through and is finished with you second name rest-home ex of kinned you now they're finished with you third name plaster persist right through and has finished in you fourth name nothing cause there's nothing that is i...

"can we turn the music off please exactly. fine. no, no it's fine, actually I don't undress yourself, quickly you're beautiful, it's okay" such innocence upper lip white and bottom lip blue such fragrant incense lost in lust's perfume a slender wrist...

no plans for today except cabin fever and anxiety attacks if you feel like walking until you no longer know where you are nil by mouth for days drinking the noyac in fucking tears one of the first signs of the beginning of understanding is the wish t...

bruises come up atlantic-coloured ships are sunk by the shit I've swallowed vultures drawn to that soiled crib a thieves guild singing praise to acid I got through these past few years by adding up what you cost me in tears reason haunts you like a ghost...

pan koòikov is a carpenter. he works alone. every day he looks out at the summer sky through the grimy bars of his small window. but he is happy. forty years of toil and strife are finally paying off. word is getting around the small town, and he's gettin...

snubbed at birth, removal of air no more gastric juices for baby to shave denied the comfort of oxygen body parts swirl in lieu of disengagement do your best to ignore life there's five seconds left till never hanged by angel's hair you severed you cann...

hear me hear your mother's voice there will be no resurrection postponed if they want money give them blood make them pay from their mouths 

leave your sex toys on the floor leave your cheque book at the door not enough... whiskey leave your face-print on the wall leave your knickers I like fucking and getting drunk not another wedding funeral or baptism or dinner parties with your pare...

All harm starts here Asked for nothing Left with nothing All this time ebbs away All this time slips away All this time drifts away All this time ebbs away 

I want to bleed from my nose I want tears to fall from my eyes I want spit to drip down my chin I was fast asleep until my eyes opened I used to breathe deep but recently it's mostly grasping for air I used to love with ease, but that's near enough broken...

This process reeks of shit This handshake smells of vomit This kiss burns the lips I love you all, and I'm ashamed of it What's the point if no-one's watching Now sweating and hateful and frightful and hopeful I'm riding the train and thinking about dea...