Тексты песен «Schaft»

This is the good for my belief This is the gun for my relief This is the god This is the gun One is for killing One is for fun... fun... FUN! POW POW! Easy come POW POW POW! Easy go POW POW! Easy come...

I could have got through anytime Cold, lonely puritan What are you fighting for? It's not my security It's just an old war Not even a cold war Don't say it in Russian Don't say it in German Just say it in broken...

In your cold light, I make this gun my lawful wife In your cold light, I come alive with a Stanley knife In your cold light, I can see right through my life Take me, my maker Got the noose, got the neck If only I could...

I was coming up for air I was sick, she was despair My mind was thrilling Her body was willing How I weep to sleep I count the cost I can't believe all that I have lost Do you hear me? Or feel me? Believe me? When...

I saw the local cable company They came and dug up the road They cut the roots and killed the tree To give me information overload They laid an optical vein with a heart of glass So the rich infuse, but the poor are...

I scrape my name off the seven sins of excess I hang my pickled brain on the rusty nail of success I scratch my sodden, sin-stained eyes I scratch my sodden, sin-stained eyes With the suffering of my kin and kind With...

With head cut open I want to feed on what flows out from you... Have you never felt the same? I want to take you in through the mouth Your cells Your blood vessels Your everything Your memory Your lifeblood itself With...

Once, twice, sometimes thrice I came for you with a Stanley knife Once, twice With a Stanley knife Nicely, nicely, come on, excite me I wanna feel your metal slice me Feel, defile, oh so dumb I see you hurt, now here I...

He comes to me The man with no face A hero in a mask of raw flesh He is a simple genius Flower blood cells The hero inside my brain Oh, the burning sands, the greasy rope Electric hands, my broken hope My mind machine...

Any sense of dignity you have felt Any sense of reality, I need help Any sense of this animal you could be Any sense at all, give it to me Any sense at all, give it to me Give it to me, come unto me Come under me, come...

Alive in the desert heat, the sun holds her heart As it drains every breath and tears limbs apart And no one to know And no one to see (?) And no one to hear That final ghostly cry Alive in the desert heat, the sun...