Oh yeah... Oh yeah?... Oh yeah!...Goddammit!!!
Long years of labour
Endless mon
Dog-gone soul is better off dead now
Hear my words and
[Jarva et al.]
The ROAD is LONG. For it's got NO
Chaos. Hysteria. Madness Millennial,
Men like flies in every corner.
Hell-on-Ear
So they came into being
Under a dying sun
Better angels of
I don't wanna wake up in the morning
And find myself
Insanity with it's little teeth
Is gaving at my brain
Amd slowly
So divine... And so godlike...
The substance that runs in your,
[Luttinen, Valanne, Jarva et al.]
Clean your SPIRIT.It's gonna clean your
You know the feeling when you're locked in a dark
[Florida, Jarva et al.]
Over here, fella!.
He-hey, You Mister! Why don't
[Original version on the album "Tender Prey" by Nick Cave
I see her walkin' down
In her pretty dress
The bot comes
Dive into nothingness
Forget that we exist
And feed our souls to
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