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The Skeletons
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Death Parade
Sparks are spitting from the telephone wires While the Insectocutor snuffs out flies Good, cheap, American-made In the distance, factories hum their death parade
The blood on the wall must stay wet Or the other side will push straight through My hands scrape across your empty features Shivering a sickly fever, dreaming of our doom
The blood on the wall must stay wet through this fever dream
The apartment roof is open It's always raining skulls 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 A pile of faceless corpses in the centre of the floor Caressing my straight razor I'm drawing blood again As I sit and contemplate how deathly bored I am
Fiends write madness on the shutters; lit only by flames She dances splashing blood on the stars; reflected in window panes Twitching uncontrollably – numbed by a neon Messiah Dreams of children eaten by insects – Injecting liquid fire
Never enough blood smeared upon the wall
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