Testi:
Bride Place

a place called hell What if my foolishness was really wisdom to your ears And all of my preachin' could draw the spirit so near What if there is a heaven and a place

place called hell What if my foolishness was really wisdom to your ears And all of my preachin' could draw the spirit so near What if there is a heaven and a place

Fucked on the gurney 'til you're black and blue, by beheaded banshees who cackle and coo. Who'd let a medic of blasphemous birth flavor his meat with

Plisse les yeux garcon, a fond dans le business Mes scenes, messes gonflees, dresse des pensees noires foncees Grand Arabica eleve au Coca givre Rien n'est bride

head They're never gonna find your face It's hidden away I found a very special place for you used to play In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride With

show me a hole in this cycle Show me the way away and i'm coming back The way I came No! I've seen this place before Surely this is no place for the

moon did burn you blind / A Horus of plucked out eye / Trying to map the sky / To find a place to go when he dies Bride wealth of the sun / For the

Here comes the bride There goes the groom Looks like a hurricane Went through this room Smells like a pool hall Where's my other shoe And I'm sick and

Well I recall his parting words Must I accept his fate Or take myself far from this place I thought I heard a black bell toll A little bird did sing