Тексты песен «Haunted»

Ты, чертов червяк, не ползи ко мне. Тебе я не друг. Прибереги свою чушь себе, ты, тварь с глазами человека. Силой, я утверждаю свои нормы. С ненавистью – зачищаю это вонючий мир. Мы мертвые. Восстаем! Жизнь утекает,...

If you can't hold your own, Don't point your Fucking finger at me! Cough, spit, scream, HATRED, All inclusive And yes, it's a question of Class and experience Consider yourself dismissed. Lesson A: This lifestyle is...

The path of least resistance a straight line from here to nowhere Nothing but silence of mind remains. Standing in line at the guillotine to be liberated from the burden of free thought No sense of consequence -...

Voices break the silence. Shadows infect the white-clad walls. Death is breathing down your neck. Yoy try ty flee. Forced into submis- sion. You try to repent. A strip of tape that kills the screams. You know this is...

Falling. Leaving my plague behind. Cannot live this futile lie. Resurrected. Immune to your poison. The world that I see [has] lost its Creed [where] sin speaks through the Wicked hell repossessed by those Who burn with...

As I'm crawling through the rem- nants of life, you poison my soul And leave me bleeding on the ground. I try to get back on my feet But I'm still nailed to the edge I'm still nailed... A sickness breeds inside my...

Your cries of white Don't match the black of your eyes Oh, and the fire you ignite Won't burn away the lies 'Cause the storm is threatening To wash it all away! Don't swear to me That you're as sharp as the blade that...

An address to the stillborn, lost brothers in arms; To see the cursed earth claim to providence; A pyramid New Jerusalem. The dream is dead. We're burning the carcass clean. We pretend-but we never sleep. 500 miles to...

Wake up screaming. Reaching out trough despair. The images linger. Memories like nails. Violation. Stink of faeces. Desecration of life. A burning sky. The day blackened in shame. [Chorus:] The cover the lies. Cover...

music Jensen/Jonas lyrics Dolving At night I listen to the sound of the animals, sleep has become a rare commodity it seems. I understand now that there are no limits to what you are capable of. You don't even see it...

Ночью я прислушиваюсь к звукам животных Кажется, сон стал редким преимуществом. Я понимаю, вместимость твоя теперь не ограничена. Ты даже не видишь это в себе, Новый ведущий новостей по ТВ нейтральным голосом...

At night I listen to the sound of the animals, sleep has become a rare commodity it seems. I understand now that there are no limits to what you are capable of. You don't even see it yourselves, the news anchor on the...

Souls, damned and deserted. Waiting for the lord to call. Sheep who lost their shepherd, Your God deceived you all. Look who he left in charge. The ill-conceived bastard son. Left to die on the cross. For what, for...

music Jensen lyrics Jensen/Dolving Two and twenty for the hole in you. A meat cleaver comb to run you through. Lethal gas will make you cough. A car crash scene to finish it off. Pain! True definition-Truth is...

Два и дюжина, чтобы продырявить тебе башку, Мясной нож, чтобы прорезать тебя насквозь. Смертельный газ вынудит кашлять тебя. И инсценировка авто, чтобы завершить это все. Боль! Верное определение – истина это боль –...

Once again I've lost my way. Going nowhere fast, I dread the return. Spend my days in this self-made cage. Where my soul can dwell, and my loneliness is thriven far to well. All and none of the answers I've found...

Снова я потерял свой путь, И быстро иду в никуда, страшась вернуться. Провожу дни в своей самодельной клетке, Где существует моя душа И одиночество бурно разрослось. Все и ни один из ответов, которые я нашел. Один я...

Pray for me. Pray for my soul beyond redemption. Pray for my piss-soaked heart, for the hands that mould my life so shallow. So shallow Painted, smiling face So hollow Self inflicted pain Noisome life come cut me and...

Молись за мою душу, за окончательно погибшую душу. Молись за мое пропитанное мочой сердце, за руки, Слепившие мою жизнь, столь мелкой. Столь пустой, С нарисованной улыбкой на лице, Столь пустой. Боль, нанесенная сама...

Facing the options, my life's stinking trail. As all these illusions turn pale and insane. Victim to none, my own hunger devoured. Full system shutdown, my drug is divine. My life is becoming a death, trapped...