Гуру ПесенSoulless Saint ft. Twisted Mindz - Armageddon [West Town] | Текст песни
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[Intro: Soulless Saint]
I have lost myself in the papers,
every line is a knife in my soul,
can you catch it in your spiny soapy ears? If not,
I'm sorry, but you are gone,
Please, take off your headphones.
[Verse 1: Soulless Saint]
The cages in my eyes are full of everyone who's been trying to transform my tears into blood,
since I got married to the head of my dead big love
she has been travelling with me, in a bag,
She is so cute, but not too comunicative,
Honestly, she sucks good, but probably hates me.
It doesn't matter, 'cause I've never felt so crazy,
and maybe it will inspire me to write the cruelest song in my life.
It's an influence of feelings, i'm splitting my fear on the rags to bandage my rage,
but a demon of thrillers demands a romantic pain.
Elevator of my dead happiness has fallen down in the basement of my fate's mansion,
there is a dismemberd eye that sees a paradise through a cellophane fire,
it'd make me survive, but the shadow of reaper sings it lullabies.
In the nightmares of Adam I fuck the Serpent,
Untill my glans forever swallows its lying toungue,
I feel like I'm a monster, but blessid,
The curse is everywhere,
my dear silence, forget about the drops in the clouds.
Why am I following the hope, while the white shiny dog is calling me by familiar voice?
''How can I trust you, if I'm gone?''
There's a diamond darkness at the dump of psychology.
I want to be killed by a cold bleeding blizzard,
but the horrible dreamer inside is like a fur coat for soul.
People drawn in an injustice and their bodies line up for me going the right way to the glory.
These lips are so sweet and charming,
all I need is my darling lying with me in a coffin.
I'm almost ready for something terrible, where is my baby?
'' Look, it's your leg, do you remember how I ate it while you were carving your name on my back? ''
[Hook: Soulless Saint]
Murdered souls can't describe,
what is going on in our minds,
'cause this world is running after the Lust
while we're dying.
Devil's sperm fires blood,
day by day burning our hearts.
We must pray, if not,
we'll never see the light,
'cause the demon's possess sinful dicks of and fuck the mental suns.
[Verse 2: Twisted Mindz]
' u know the come up /cash loots fools
/wen suns up/ gats brewed through boots/
time to bust up/fill the es with crude /
9 just sprong up/acing out crews /
lacing down food/ blues and maroons /
chasing black hoods /with hands clock up/
2 and 3 living cartoons /while the roots of trees,be /
selling both boobs for bottles/
and the one with the dick up/scouting out seeds /
in the yellow pages /deeds with low wages /
cages with crows /facing, years in abundances /
tears fill names carved on stone/ those young soldiers /
but the tick goes on/since the rise of capone/
flown/wit eyes of lucas/might nuke yeh/
spook yeh/with latex stained by touch of judas/
iscara, so check her/ brows with low mascara/
where niggas turn froze /while shadows strole in prada/
world with footsteps of the heartless breed/
creed wit assassins moving bodies in the darkest streets/
the mouth pleeds/while the bullest answers ,
with inverted commas /full stopper /
thats the end of his para/ who's next to get countered out with ease /
,for the love cheese/ where cats marking the /
steps of rats with tracks setting them down with grease/''
Every day I sleep in the coffin with the princess of egoism,
Recenlty with our skins we've sewed a plaid for our mental baby, 'cause he's frozen and afraid to rise up there, where the sun isn't enemy for being himself.
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