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Текст песни Foetus - Cold Day In Hell

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{J.G. Thirwell)If Moses had heard about this one there would`ve been another commandment:"Thou shalt not slaver on thine cadaver whilst all thine fat is in the fire"This isn`t the melody that lingers on, it`s the malady that malingers onThere`s the Devil to pay - he can keep the change - I can`t stand the thoughtof another cold day...I AIN`T GOT A CHINAMAN`S CHANCE IN LIMBOMass breathing, mass seething, mass bleeding, mass seeding, mass debatingMass existence is the cause of my problems, gotta choose between suicideand genoicideI`ve been impaled by the sins of World Ware TwoCan`t sleep for the skins of six million jewsI`d join the Ku Klux Klan just to get the uniform - or a good night`s sleepALL HELL BREAKS LOOSEThe jig is up - My fate is sealedI`m stood at the gallows againThe inscription on my tombstone reads "WISH YOU WERE HERE"The tearing of my FLESH - The thud of my CARCASSThe rhythmic crunch of boneCrucifixion is my addiction...I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLWhen it`s one man against the world, I shouldn`t have so much time to complainI found there was a hole in my spiritual parachute after I jumped from theastral plainNo escape from four stone slimy walls I built up while trying to knock themdownDEATH warrant DEATH wwatch DEATH rattle DEATH`S door - ain`t I died enoughbefore?Deliver me from this treachery... Deliver me from this AGONYStop trying to make a man of me... I ain`t got the raw materials, see?I`m a killer with a label and a blueprint of Babel and all of my DEATH cardsare on the tableI met my maker and I don`t like what I see... Medusa is fondling meBlut und Boten are strictly verboten, it`s a classic case of mort subiteBut what I thought was the quickest solution turned out to be satanic destinyALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSEThe jig is up - my fate is sealedI`m stood on the gallows againThe inscription on my tombstone reads "WISH YOU WERE HERE"I DIED EVERY NIGHT FOR A THOUSAND YEARSThe tearing of my FLESH - the thud of my CARCASSTHE RHYTHMIC CRUNCH OF BONECrucifixion is my addiction...I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLI SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLI SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLI SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELL

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