Текст песни Xymox - Taste of Medicine
Xymox - Taste of Medicine слова песни
The sky is low and the clouds are meanHis mood burns like keroseneThe air seems charged with a special qualmIt feels like fahrenheit four five one, four five oneMalice burns like a constant painIt will never be the same againHer body is tense to the touch of fearThe terror screams ring my ears, pure and clear, pure and clearIt sends a shiver down my spineThrough these walls I hear her whineIt sends a shiver down my spineI lost faith in humankindA throbbing sound, a suffering voice, pleading on and on and onA taste of your medicine, a taste of your medicineThe worms were severed in his headI tried to think of what, of what they saidThe cleaving currents of disputeNow leave you with a bad repute, another one, another oneYou set your seam with your handsThe giving comes, the taking ends, the talking handsIt sends a shiver down my spineThrough these walls I hear her whineIt sends a shiver down my spineI lost faith in humankindShe shouts, screams and cries; its not his fault, keep him hereCome , hurry , run, run,A taste of your medicine, a taste of your medicine