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bir deathstars şarkısı. sözleri:
No prayers can reach me here
No light can touch
Among reduced Bibles, cigarettes and drugs
I carve your name in my flesh
Listen... Listen...
then come and take my hand
Tongues, tongues
Speak the little girls name
Tongues, tongues
shame, shame
Innocence will never kiss me again
Never lick my stitched scars
Your lipstick's between the legs of helle
Mixed with speed and blood
The eggs grown in her open wrists
It has started now
Her taste is on my lips and tongue
The taste of white medicine
Listen... Listen...
then come and take my hand
(bkz: Termination Bliss)
No prayers can reach me here
No light can touch
Among reduced Bibles, cigarettes and drugs
I carve your name in my flesh
Listen... Listen...
then come and take my hand
Tongues, tongues
Speak the little girls name
Tongues, tongues
shame, shame
Innocence will never kiss me again
Never lick my stitched scars
Your lipstick's between the legs of helle
Mixed with speed and blood
The eggs grown in her open wrists
It has started now
Her taste is on my lips and tongue
The taste of white medicine
Listen... Listen...
then come and take my hand
(bkz: Termination Bliss)
the minds i'in 11 nömerolu parcası.
sozleri;
tongues, lost in me
yours be the sharp and the vile
glide neath my skin
storm through my nerves
i bury the nomad years
hours in the earth
couldn't exorcise these searing, pecking tongues
immune you say
yet venom strikes in strangest guises
as the viper in our eyes
tongue, throat, tongue
slayer of the word and stealer of wisdom
a monumental reign of terrors
throats slit up to stain the target
we're food for the hounds of trauma,
prey to the crows of stress
no power left to retrieve my stolen language
filtered through the illiterate fingers of death
flies
let sickness be poured
from the cupped hands of bedlam
on account of their brightness
i made friends with the word and the moon
went with the tide and left for the sound
of dead instruments thrown out of tune
the red square patterns, dragonrise and
evenclaw
decoying from pandemonic symmetry
let ring
a dissonant note in the music of the spheres
the streak of promise in the nuclear sky
these whipping black tongues
aching to lick me back to life
to inject their truths within me
sozleri;
tongues, lost in me
yours be the sharp and the vile
glide neath my skin
storm through my nerves
i bury the nomad years
hours in the earth
couldn't exorcise these searing, pecking tongues
immune you say
yet venom strikes in strangest guises
as the viper in our eyes
tongue, throat, tongue
slayer of the word and stealer of wisdom
a monumental reign of terrors
throats slit up to stain the target
we're food for the hounds of trauma,
prey to the crows of stress
no power left to retrieve my stolen language
filtered through the illiterate fingers of death
flies
let sickness be poured
from the cupped hands of bedlam
on account of their brightness
i made friends with the word and the moon
went with the tide and left for the sound
of dead instruments thrown out of tune
the red square patterns, dragonrise and
evenclaw
decoying from pandemonic symmetry
let ring
a dissonant note in the music of the spheres
the streak of promise in the nuclear sky
these whipping black tongues
aching to lick me back to life
to inject their truths within me
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