Sodom Lyrics
Sodom Lyrics
"Bloodtrails Lyrics"
Spacesuit Lyrics
Cincinnati apple pie Where do we go when we die I don't care and that ain't no lie I don't know where and I don't know why Everything is a part of me and part
Cincinnati apple pie Where do we go when we die I don't care and that ain't no lie I don't know where and I don't know why Everything is a part of me and part
Blood...
Blood...
Blood...
Far away from native lands
Operation "Desert Shield"
Prevent a war of conquest
Military blockades
Securing the peace
Fighting for aggressor's rest
Beware of this place
The anger is growing again
Your buds lying there
The symptoms are always the same
Concent
LOVE MACHINE Lyrics
Lovely little lady You got me on the run You're a love machine And you say that I'm your gun But I don't care ‘Cause I've got to know She said
ration of armiesLovely little lady You got me on the run You're a love machine And you say that I'm your gun But I don't care ‘Cause I've got to know She said
No diplomatic conversation
Belligerents and lack of self control
Interventions by embargoes
There is a crisis brewing
Wanna get the treasure of the soil
Beware of this place
The anger is growing again
Your buds lying there
The symptoms are always the same
Bloodtrails - Effervesced till world war III
Desensitized Lyrics
Susan Smith sank her car And murdered her two kids The real pathetic thing is that I could give a shit It's not that I'm so heartless But you see this every day
Bloodtrails - Suicide to kill the enemySusan Smith sank her car And murdered her two kids The real pathetic thing is that I could give a shit It's not that I'm so heartless But you see this every day
Bloodtrails - No reasons and no common sense
Bloodtrails - Call you to your end
Bloodtrails...
Bloodtrails...
Bloodtrails...
We got orders and inner instruction
By bad educations
Corrupt might took possession of our souls
From land to land
To form new generations
Where shadows
Hotwax Lyrics
It takes a backwash man to sing a backwash soul Like a frying pan when the fire's gone Driving my pig while the bands taking pictures in the grass And my radio's smashe
join handIt takes a backwash man to sing a backwash soul Like a frying pan when the fire's gone Driving my pig while the bands taking pictures in the grass And my radio's smashe
With their own living dead rules
Beware of this place
The anger is growing again
Your buds lying there
The symptoms are always the same
Bloodtrails - Effervesced till world war III
Bloodtrails - Suicide to kill the enemy
Bloodtrails - No reasons and no common sense
Bloodtrails - Call you to your end