Circle Of Dead Children - Sunday's Agenda | Текст Иностранной Песни
Saviors robed in cloaks of blood Eucharist in mouth Hand in the basket Arms in hand Deaths in vain Politicians' observe us through stained glass Demagogues and
Circle Of Dead Children - Corpses Of Refinement | Текст Иностранной Песни
Through birth we sign the proclamation of the doomed We climb the corpses of refinement each day in attempt to bring us one step closer to our goal of absolute evolution The
Circle Of Dead Children - Only One Per Coffin | Текст Иностранной Песни
Fire consume the altar Gash across the lamb's throat No one will ever listen Never again Your divinity figure with stained red teeth Aghast with tongue in hand
Circle Of Dead Children - Destiny Of The Slug | Текст Иностранной Песни
Manipulate the slime and assume supreme control of the mind The smallest particles of existence can become the fallen curtains for us all The show is over for the slug
Circle Of Dead Children - A Wooden Heart Never Bleeds | Текст Иностранной Песни
In paranoia I find genius But the ice-dreams have come with spiritless consequence A hatchet has been hidden between my eyes A hatchet gift-wrapped in paranoia A wooden
Circle Of Dead Children - It's A Bloody Day When You Get Your Hand Nailed To A Kross | Текст Иностранной Песни
We were not born into sin We were born into the ignoble and desperate grasp of thoughtless traditionalism shaped into the guise of human nature Human nature is a
Circle Of Dead Children - Imprint This Stake With Your Name | Текст Иностранной Песни
Imprint this stake with your name Through my heart Understand this ordinary twisting fate A hate birthed again Dull sensed and fetal crowned we fear for life Knifing
Circle Of Dead Children - Sleepwalker | Текст Иностранной Песни
I am in the center between sound and body The middle ground is where ideas and illusions mingle and new theories are given birth Nucleus Heart Sterilize both in
Circle Of Dead Children - Wormpaste | Текст Иностранной Песни
Snap our heads back like a baby bird It is time to be fed with sand again We will plunge our bodies upon the dirt And let the Earth eat through our pores The gift of life
Circle Of Dead Children - Barbarians And Henchmen | Текст Иностранной Песни
We idolize and exonerate the statues of barbarians and henchmen and why and how we must pattern ourselves to be such men Who is the hero? Who is the scapegoat? Hang us high if we