Тексты песен «Mordred»

Pause My man Holo told me the devil would control me If I didn't have a hold of my soul and mind 'Cause now I think back on when I used to sell crack To all the twigged-out bags makin' a grip in '89 It's a... she made...

Sick of immortality, we've sharpened all the razors And the pets aren't going hungry 'cause they've never learned to feed themselves Robbed of all connection to the world of creature instinct We have no regard for...

Brought-to shores across the sea He dreamt it was his fate Fought-to set an order pure Facist world of hate Pray - for outcasts sent to die They have no hearts to fight Pay - the dues you owe yourself To free them on...

There's a method to madness It measures in by the light (?? - MG) There's an evil among us And it's blinding our sight Propaganda, deception Their subliminal lies Infiltrate the airwaves The light in your eyes Chorus...

See you hunkered on the ground Magnifying glass in hand Can you focus in one spot for long enough? If you see the whispered smoke Curling vine-like from a leaf You will turn the glass on me That I know for sure Pass...

Can you see the substance of who you really are? Dig deep into your psyche, do you find the scar? Unlock subliminal secrets, touch me with your past Then try to understand the way that you've been cast Chorus I have...

She's a very kinky girl The kind you don't take home to mother She will never let your spirits down Once you get her off the street, ow girl She likes the boys in the band She says that I'm her all-time favorite When I...

Self employed self made scam Like a child who forgot how to learn Just conserving time In this homemade prison he'll burn Tongue like a rusty razor tricky and sharp With eyes that seem so pure Walk like a dusty soldier...

Into his flesh the knife cuts Inside he wants to survive Surgeons working hard to try to keep him alive He's only fourteen years old Beside the bed a cop sighs Don't think it's fair he's too young to die Pulse slows...

Under the overpass tossing lit matches around You burned my favourite shirt, ended up on the ground You ended up on the ground That was when All the days Went to one In a haze And we never had to try..... Down...

They're making you believe That what they sell is what you need Your decadence starts your decay Bullshit lies is what you've seen Censorship on the screen This is your window to the world You work - you spend This...