Тексты песен «Circle Of Dead Children»


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Circle Of Dead Children - 10 Fingers (My Last Ten Minutes)

Spit slides like sludge from the lips Mumbling the lost words of a Fall grievance I can barely speak to you with purple lips and a cracked smile Ripped apart in unequaled confusion Always sewing my stability back...

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Circle Of Dead Children - A Family Tree To Hang From

Don't bite the hand that feeds you Rather saw it off at the shoulder and bury the blade Incinerate the torsos and start a fresh page in the journal of life Your secrets hold little value when nobody is left to...

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Circle Of Dead Children - A Wooden Heart Never Bleeds

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 heart never bleeds A wooden heart never...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Alkaline

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 Toward the clays of hell the acrid tears and...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Alkeline

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 separate the face from the name Another...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Barbarians And Henchmen

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 dare commit just a fraction of the...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Beethoven's Children

When you raise your head, can you smell the roses burning? In the garden we suffer When you close your eyes, can you hear the angels shrieking? In the garden we suffer When you lie asleep, can you feel the scalpels...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Bring Her A Mushroom Cloud Pt. 01

Bring her a mushroom cloud to garnish the skylines today Bring her opulent orange and cringing, beautiful white bellows Give her the gift of eradication, the gift of cleansing No screams or sounds, only the...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Bring Her A Mushroom Cloud Pt. 02

Bring her a mushroom cloud trimmed in crazed ire and spite Feed her the decaying heads of humanity as clocks tick till...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Calm

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 breath Mama, Papa don't come home Arch...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Ch Or

With the absence of order existence is impossible With the absence of chaos evolution is only a hallucination Submit to the whims of your...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Chaos Crawls Back

become but a lost forgotten skull in the high weeds of civilization where the smugness vanishes rapidly into shrieks of panic and end of the road desperation* You would do just about anything now. The invincible inbred...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Clawhammers And Cameltoes

You've burned your bridges and crushed all life within the world that dwells under them Kissed a prince and created a troll Blood will mop up but last words and warning signs last...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Corpses Of Refinement

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 insatiable quests to have more, take more,...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Corsage Of Fresh Meat And Rotted Pride

Climb the fibrous ladder dear friend Watch your head Watch your step Chained meat-hook your new ally and playmate Hang yourself from the virginal I-beam above Hang from your anatomically correct eye sockets A...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Cremationism

Use my body to spark the fire that will burn all humanity into less than black ash This is the narrator's last wish Another bleeding poet with shattered fingers and a tendency to go blind upon request The flames...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Cremationism (Become The Flame)

Use my body to spark the fire that will burn all humanity into less than Black ash This is the narrator's last wish Another bleeding poet with shattered fingers and a tendency to go blind upon Request The flames...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Destiny Of The Slug

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 The next realm has just begun Sovereign...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Digestive Ceremony

I'd love to run your fingers through my heart Feel the ruin Smell the caustic stench Sweep me in the corner and forget I'll stay there until the sun has set:one million times With my crust ablaze everybody sees...

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Circle Of Dead Children - Doom Farmer

Evolution lives harmonious with extinction We must die We masquerade as flourishing flowers but live as stagnant weeds We must die We are the fertilizers of the future but we never offer enough for humanity to...