Circle Of Dead Children - Alkeline | Текст Иностранной Песни
As faces crept in from the room next door to my eyes I let a razor race swiftly down my armless body towards the clays of hell Blink to separate desecration from pain Blink to
Circle Of Dead Children - Oak And Iron | Текст Иностранной Песни
Forced to scorch at the stake of humanity Our heavy skulls and cumbersome bodies fastened by straps of fear and mediocrity Anchored and confused Confused and naive We bled
Circle Of Dead Children - Eldorado | Текст Иностранной Песни
It's a suicide lottery and they've won The real life has just begun Coughing up nest of cocoons it feeds the statists Oblivious to wounds seeping dry it feeds the
Circle Of Dead Children - Two-week Notice | Текст Иностранной Песни
There is a wicked barrier that detaches and discolors our unattainable dreams from our inescapable realities Nothing chafes the ego more than the monstrous realism of eight hours
Circle Of Dead Children - The Buzzard Blizzard | Текст Иностранной Песни
Abort the brain fetus and force-feed it to your teachers and families The lies they taught you were to be defecated and spread into the soil where a new generation of
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
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 - 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 - 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 - 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