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
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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - Calm | Текст Иностранной Песни
I hide inside watching from the stained glass eyes 500 shades of red dance with 500 shades of gray The last festival of humility With just enough room for a baby's first
Circle Of Dead Children - Where The Hive Hangs | Текст Иностранной Песни
Engineers of the dead Architects of destiny A dying grace, a gift Our lives are saved by our own incoherence Tissues fabricated; produced by multimedia We have failed
Circle Of Dead Children - Scarecrow Trailor Park | Текст Иностранной Песни
Up to her elbows in soil and schizophrenia The dirt has begun to breathe Cries of a phantom infant tease and torment a dying mind Held down in profanation Subjugation of the