Тексты песен «Circle Of Dead Children»

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 statists All value is lost when we allow the...

I live between the layers of paint on the wall I see out from the pores in the paint on the wall We are a society of monsters impersonating innocence Walk tall Eat your own Smile wide Eat your...

Disfiguring the memory So silent So serene One eye shut for the past One eye opens for tomorrow's dream Mark her the one The one who will stand alone Pitter-patter of dry-rotted love Plunging, dropping,...

Who am I? Slumber's spiritual drifter wonder toward the sewer My life; bounty in the alley-cat's fevered jaws Laid my body on a hollow altar A spectacle for the clergy of the infected Wash my feet {ablution}...

Walk on all fours and bark like dogs Degraded from human to animal The dilapidation and humiliation of the human spirit Passive victims of libertines Consumerism - Whore Objectification - Whore Naked automations...

Walk on all fours and bark like dogs Degraded from human to animal The dilapidation and humiliation of the human spirit Passive victims of libertines Consumerism - Whore Objectification - Whore Naked automations...

Feed me and rape me and rope me As a family we will hang together As a genus we will bleed together We have settled for...

Everything around me shrinks and expands Memories compacted Fantasies extracted Suspend me from the floor and push the ceiling nearer This is just a reenactment of the thoughts projected from your eyes The faces...

Everything around me shrinks and expands Memories compacted Fantasies extracted Suspend me from the floor and push the ceiling nearer This is just a reenactment of the thoughts projected from your eyes The faces...

Why do our children bleed? Onto the floor Tears and blood Onto their backs Riding punishment Keeping it alive Pierced down with Heidi's Arrow Wounds that imprint the brain They'll bleed again They'll bleed again...

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 our way through tragedies timbers I have...

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 self-fulfilling slaughterhouse and we must resist the...

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 self-fulfilling slaughterhouse and we must resist...

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 self-fulfilling slaughterhouse and we must resist the...

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 self-fulfilling slaughterhouse and we must resist the...

May we be the next to self-incinerate and may the mustard smoke from our bones be inhaled and consumed by the king cobras and queen bees of our world The stinger is in our hands A poison sac is in our skulls The...

Like the numb birds that failed to make their migration Thin flesh, frozen yet dry, has sunken and painted itself to the filthy bones of its dead host Dusted in snow kissed by fuel emissions and dog ejaculation Soil...

If I knew for sure that I had a soul I'd sell it right now for the chance to experience Mother Earth's last gasp before she sinks into a perpetual episode of life support Clung to hope as the bastards of...

This wound cannot be patched as my blood runs gelatinous, sweet and black Only to be tasted by the chafed lips of the inflictor, a mirror The heavy-handed swift punishing judge whose sentence is lifelong and...

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 upon the oak and iron and sang songs of...