1. |
Sleep With One Eye Open
02:19
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Shame shame shame, shame on you
Motherfucker
Stab stab stab, stab your heart
Call it vengeance
Shame shame shame, shame on you
Motherfucker
Rest rest rest, rest in fire
Turn to ashes
Take drugs
Loco go kill yourself
Don't sleep nah
Loco go kill yourself
Take drugs
Loco go kill yourself
Don't sleep nah
Loco go kill yourself
Shame shame shame, shame on you
Motherfucker
Stab stab stab, stab your heart
Call it vengeance
Shame shame shame, shame on you
Motherfucker
Rest rest rest, rest in fire
Turn to ashes
I don't want love,
I don't need money
I don't owe to this fools
A single drop of blood
I spray myself with gasoline
While I'm smoking a cigarrette
I stand up for the toast
I love winning
Forced to be baptized
They lighted a candle praying
For everything to be well
Thirst
Strenght
Death
Pain
No
I won't find
The
Peace
Thirst
Strenght
Death
Pain
No
I won't find
The
Peace
Now I'm really sure of what I want, what I deserve
Your head on a pike's on the top of my list
Motherfucker don't say please, won't agree
You and me, forever and never again together
Take drugs
Loco go kill yourself
Don't sleep nah
Loco go kill yourself
Take drugs
Loco go kill yourself
Don't sleep nah
Loco go kill yourself
Shame shame shame, shame on you
Motherfucker
Stab stab stab, shame your heart
Call it vengeance
Shame shame shame, shame on you
Motherfucker
Rest rest rest, rest in fire
Turn to ashes
Shame shame shame, shame on you
Motherfucker
Stab stab stab, stab your heart
Call it vengeance
Shame shame shame, shame on you
Motherfucker
(Rest rest rest, rest in fire
Turn to ashes)
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2. |
Divine Wind
03:06
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I'm feeling numb, feeling numb,
Feeling numb, feeling numb
(Lost)
PUBLICIDAD
I'm feeling numb, feeling numb,
Feeling numb, feeling numb
(No - more)
Jump to the abyss
I have the guts
Leave 'em behind
Leave 'em behind
No path no future nor now
No path no future nor now
(No path no future nor now)
No path no future nor now
The Ghost of you don't remember his face
Of my mind
He wants to get out
But im too used to this pain
In all of my fails you remain
Hate
I'm fillin' up fillin' up fillin' up fillin' up
Hate
I'm fillin' up fillin' up fillin' up fillin' up
I'm fillin' up fillin' up fillin' up fillin' up
Fillin' up fillin' up fillin' up
I'm fillin' up fillin' up fillin' up fillin' up
Fillin' up fillin' up fillin' up
This dead faith fills the air
In this room painted red
I'm trapped in a cage
Waning moon she longs me
You took everything from me
No rest in this burning grave
What if I can stop time?
Now youre trapped in my mind
What if I kill us now?
What would you left behind?
You took everything from me
No rest in this burning grave
Shinning no more
Glowing in the dark
One day you'll be back
With roses all black
Put 'em in my coffin and cry
(With roses all black
Put 'em in my coffin and cry)
Shinning no more
Glowing in the dark
(Shinning no more
Glowing in the dark)
Put 'em in my coffin and cry
(Put 'em in my coffin and cry)
Shinning no more
Glowing in the dark
(Shinning no more
Glowing in the dark)
Put 'em in my coffin and cry
(Put 'em in my coffin and cry)
Too many knifes in my back
So many names I won't trust
Too much pain understand
I will let them feel my wrath
I live in love with the dark
That I gave birth in my heart
I made myself loose my mind
So I can swim with the sharks
Shinning no more
Glowing in the dark
One day you'll be back
With roses all black
Put 'em in my coffin and cry
(With roses all black
Put 'em in my coffin and cry)
Shinning no more
Glowing in the dark
Put 'em in my coffin and cry
Shinning no more
Glowing in the dark
Put 'em in my coffin and cry
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3. |
Royal Blood
02:45
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I just wanna know how royal blood tastes
Shinny diamond, a bullet to your face
I'm just watching you hanging from dead trees
PUBLICIDAD
Seeking power living like slaves
Woke up again feeling buried alive
You're drinking poison served in gold cups
Beheading all our kings
Taste their royal blood
A bullet to your face
I'm just watching you hanging from dead trees
A bullet to your face or
Bring back the guillotine, oh
Soul cleansing through pain yes Lord, yeah
Yeah
Pull the arms, stretch the legs
Break 'em bones, smell the flesh
Put their feet around the head
The breaking wheel 'til death
Karma by my hand
I'll taste some royal blood
May our pain be the pike where their heads gonna lie
May our pain be the pike where their heads gonna lie
May our pain be the pike where their heads gonna lie
May our pain be the pike where their heads gonna lie
I just wanna know how royal blood tastes
Shinny diamond, a bullet to your face
I'm just watching you hanging from dead trees
Seeking power living like slaves
Woke up again feeling buried alive
You're drinking poison served in gold cups
Beheading all our kings
Taste their royal blood
A bullet to your face or
Bring back the guillotine, oh
Soul cleansing through pain yes Lord, yeah
Yeah
May our pain be the pike where their heads gonna lie
May our pain be the pike where their heads gonna lie
May our pain be the pike where their heads gonna lie
May our pain be the pike where their heads gonna lie
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4. |
Call Me Death
03:29
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ππ₯ πͺπΆ π©π¬π³π’ ππ₯ πͺπΆ π©π¬π³π’
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ππ₯ πͺπΆ π©π¬π³π’ ππ₯ πͺπΆ π©π¬π³π’
ππ¬π²π©π‘ πΆπ¬π² π‘π¦π’ π±π¬π«π¦π€π₯π± π£π¬π― π©π¬π³π’?
ππ¬π²π©π‘ πΆπ¬π² π‘π¦π’ π±π¬π«π¦π€π₯π± π£π¬π― π©π¬π³π’?
ππ₯ πͺπΆ π©π¬π³π’ ππ₯ πͺπΆ π©π¬π³π’
ππ¬π²π©π‘ πΆπ¬π² π‘π¦π’ π±π¬π«π¦π€π₯π± π£π¬π― π©π¬π³π’?
ππ₯π’ π°ππ¦π‘ π ππ©π© πͺπ’ π‘π’ππ±π₯
ππ«π‘ β π΄π¦π©π© π±ππ¨π’ ππ¬π±π₯ π¬π£ πΆπ¬π², ππ¬π±π₯ π¬π£ πΆπ¬π²
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5. |
Anguish
02:51
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