Elton John - To Kill Your Kind (Lestat (The Musicle) Demos, 2006) | Текст песни

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• To Kill Your Kind (Lestat (The Musicle) Demos, 2006)

Be still I say, for you excel
In virtues common in the infidel
Mongrel bitch who feels compelled
To twist the rules to suit herself

Do you look at me and see a fool
Do we look like we bend for the likes of you
What possesses you to cross that line
When you know what it means to kill your kind

chorus
No greater crime than to kill your kind!
No greater crime than to kill your kind!
No greater crime than to kill your kind!

[repeat chorus]

This demon rides a carousel
She would swing high and low on the gates of Hell
Pet the rats in the gutter, pick the tick from the floor
Make a doll play the role of a common whore

So look at me and squirm inside
Do you think in this world there's a place to hide
From the ancient ones to the next in line
It's always been a sin to kill your kind

[repeat chorus]

[repeat chorus]

Excuse me if this is unexpected
Present company excepted
Ignorance of what we teach
Leaves help somewhere out of your reach

No Judas kiss is needed here
My friends the evidence is clear
There's no greater crime than to kill your kind

Look hard upon your dirty work
Strong blood running back from the ashes of the earth
Correct me, cherie, but it seems your schemes
Come back to haunt your virgin dreams

We count not here for sex and age
Compassion is a weakness of the mortal race
Enough is enough I'm done so take her
There's no greater crime than to kill your maker

[repeat chorus]

[repeat chorus]

[repeat chorus]

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