Текст песни FLESHCRAWL - Recycling The Corpses
FLESHCRAWL - Recycling The Corpses слова песни
Текст песни FLESHCRAWL - Recycling The Corpses
(music: Mike, Stefan / lyrics: Bastian / guit. solo: Stefan)Maimed, killed, stabbedSlain, shot, slicedHung, burnt, choppedMultiple ways to dieOnce you've been born( )You're living your lifeTrying your bestNot to be leftKind of a racePart of a mazeYour last day will comeYou never know howSome people can chooseThe others just loseGame over and outWhen all lights go downDead and gone - Buried deep - In the mudHad your chance, but you only took and never stoppedNever cared - For anyone - AnythingAwait your soul - To be taken awayAwayNow it's dark - Freezing cold - Down belowLying there - Find yourself - Paralysed