Slow is the memory I can picture her standin' right in front of me Orange blossoms crushed on concrete I walk around with bare feet, 'cuz I know you want
Well I don't feel as if I know you You take up all my time The days are long and the nights will throw you away 'Cos the sun won't shine Nobody ever
It was a fine left coast morning And I found myself planted outside The Cap 'N' Cork Tipping back the hops In order to calm my dancing hands You see I
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pipes I have to puruse I'M CHASING YOU! Then from the pier, the juice has washed out to sea. But on the bench, a Friday the 13th. The smell floats around
Unless you find your penny soon Thursday the twelfth Is bad for my health Tomorrow is worse Predicting my curse What does it all mean Friday The 13
翻訳: アトミックルースター. 金曜日13.
翻訳: ロイヤルクラウンリビュー. 金曜日13.
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Nuclear war, gods of war Nuclear war, gods of war
Lustful bitch from damnation Hell wicked slut Death bloody orgy Thousand virgins cry ecstasy and pain Forcing the pure to eternal perversion Live in
Cursed soul bred by the fallen angel of doom will return Beyond the blackened burning skies 7th trumpeteer awakened by eternal eclipse and low tide
Chiming of the three bells call Hear my cries for Satan I live in sin War I ride Oh lord hear my bestial cries Sacrificing of the lamb blood from the
End of life eternal fight nuclear desolation End your life eternal Fight nuclear desolation end of life Eternal fight nuclear desolation End your life
A darkened soul captive of the spell Bloody seizures festering in pain Bombing angels the reign of blood 'til death Camoflauged in the stench of human
Blasphemous sinner Warhead jet black Attacking at will Blasphemous attack Unholy destruction Dying off fear Antichrist ordered Overkill is near Legions
Ross Bay grave Black Mass begins Blasphemous prayers Are being chanted backwards Black pentagram cult Are ripping up dead corpses Burning the chapel
