Текст песни Locust (England) - I Am The Murderer
Locust (England) - I Am The Murderer слова песни
Beneath the tailorжЉЇ stitchesCrowds and crowds of butchers playHung high from the ceilingStaring at it, wondering how...No tree, no wall can stop their hellNo snake, no trick is accounted forI am the murdererComplete this fatal momentWhile youжЉ®e twisted and readyFor duty calls: you are the bravest of all menNo suit, no shoe can hide the smellNo snake, no trick is accounted forI am the murdererIжЉ¦ clean of consequenceIжЉ¦ niggling, shameful, guiltyIжЉ¦ tempted, IжЉ¦ hungryInstinct to killMy will has dropped, and I want it with a passionIжЉ¦ lead by the weapon and itжЉЇ red for hireBut IжЉ¦ clean of consequenceI am the murderer