I get up, I get down Now that it's all over and done Now that you find, now that you hold My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained
Si no creyera en la locura de la garganta del sinsonte si no creyera que en el monte se esconde el trino y la pavura. Si no creyera en la balanza
In the sleepy west of the woody east Is a valley full, full o' pioneer We're not just kids to say the least We got ideas to us that's dear Like capitalist
'39 Europe's plains Blood and fire spill again. Warring forces set their cause. The race for fission had begun. Powers of destruction sought, Hidden
Our licensing agreement does not allow us to display these lyrics at this time. Sorry for the inconvenience.
Over the years you have been hunted By the men who threw harpoons And in the long run, he will kill you Just to feed the pets we raise Put the flowers
The preacher said a prayer. Save ev'ry single hair on his head. He's dead. The minister of hate had just arrived to be spared. Who cared? The weaver
Hello, it's us again We're still so in love with you And yes, we mean it too Yes, we're so in love with you Hello, it's us again You thought you were
I see no sense in what's going on U sense no meaning, I see no light for us all Cold chill in spine shows me no future There's no safety around us - no
Dearly beloved, We're gathered here to mourn, The death of the young one, The death of your first born. And he tried, tried to understand, Why his lungs
Prepare the masses 'cause this means war And if it's a fight they want, we'll bring the hell they're looking for With bullets blazing, the cowards hit
Requiem aeternam Requiem aeternam Mama, mama, forget your pies Have faith they won't get cold And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky Your flag is flying
Festering scabs, papillae and pores Hardened carbuncles, spots and cold sores Pick at the scab, septic blood starts to weep Rip at my face, ruptured growths
Your darkness helps me smile I'm crawling on the ground for you And my skin is still flickering Scavegers sweep the floor for me Can't you see that cruelty
It's really more than I can say Lookin' at this tower Angels are off duty and asleep In these wee hours And there's no place I can go And this noise
The promise cast, the hopeful lured Stabbing by the pointed words Tortures of the damned you'll find Guilt preys upon the human mind All you know and
there is a man just a prick just looking at me wanting to set my soul free said i'll follow my own mistakes and not buy your fucked up religion the bible
CRITICAL MASS -------- ---- by Nuclear Assault from "Handle With Care" (c) 1989 The bio-sphere, the place we live It seems like we don't give a damn
