to liquid muscle. As the cornea is pierced and fried sizzling retina Burning and spitting on the now blackened, charred foeva Holes of crumbling carbon
Something that?s usually taboo I have an oddity I like my meat overdone I like my meat nearly burnt Burnt but Not Carbonized Lost of crusty human ribs
to liquid muscle. As the cornea is pierced and fried sizzling retina Burning and spitting on the now blackened, charred fovea Holes of crumbling carbon
[Instrumental]
You're trappened in this darkened maze Your life is forever left behind I've covered your eyes You'll never see the sun again So now when you're blind
Dying another death A morbid refreshment Seeking the meaning Of the spiritual walk Who's behind me now? What is my real face Who's behind me now? What
Pull the pole out of my heart And I will carry you high above black mountains To the sphere of night where the shadow is dancing To the choir of the forgotten
Lust in dream Erotic art Oh, succubus I visualize Create her body I make her mine
Traduction: Carcasse. Orbites carbonisé.
flesh Something that?s usually taboo I have an oddity I like my meat overdone I like my meat nearly burnt Burnt but Not Carbonized Lost of crusty human
soldered to liquid muscle. As the cornea is pierced and fried sizzling retina Burning and spitting on the now blackened, charred fovea Holes of crumbling carbon
un iceberg qui fond. Si je laisse ma tele en veille, Je m'endors d'un mauvais sommeil. Et si mes nuits sont polissonnes, J'assume pas mon Bilan Carbone
Je suis un aigle, je vole tres haut Je suis un serpent, je rampe tres bas Je suis un homme blanc, je suis un homme noir Peut-etre Amerindiens, je ne sais
Je n'ai pas peur de la route Faudrait voir, faut qu'on y goute Des meandres au creux des reins Et tout ira bien Le vent l'emportera Ton message a la
Il est venu deux beaux gendarmes Braves gens retenez vos larmes (2X) Ils sont restes sur le pallier Une mauvaise nouvelle a annoncer Madame votre fils
C'est dans Paris Y'a t'une brune reste a s'avoir si je l'aurai(bis). Si je l'aurai quoi qu'il m'en coute le rossignol pi sa vollee. La pointe du jour
