No hugs, just drugs
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Friday night and I need a fight / My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
From the bottom of my heart I know / I'm satanized
It's all about the hang...!
It's clobberin' time...!
There's someone in the future / Wishing on a future star / That they could travel back in time / To precisely where you are
I'm the bastard of the night / Feel the poison of my bite / I'm the bastard of the night / I'm looking out for victims / Tonight
Contemplate this on the tree of woe.
Let the day begin / Let the horror start / Let the fury swell, let the skies all cry / Let the day begin
Pray for the sinners / Pray for the whores / You will go down with the holy lords
Sent to roam as an eternal victim / Through my misanthropic kingdom
Ich hab‘ die Sonne explodieren seh'n / Ich hab‘ gebrannt, ich hab‘ gebrannt, bin fast verglüht / Ich hab‘ die Sonne explodieren seh'n / Du warst dabei, du warst dabei und hast gelacht
Und immer wieder im Kreis / Und immer wieder von vorn
Tausend mal nicht gestorben / Tausend mal nicht gebor’n
Am Leben verreckt mit nichts in der Hand
Hier ein Kopf / Da eine Wand
So schön kaputt
I’ve been rotting for so long / That “I” has faded / To a mere threadbare nexus / Of vacuous woe
Scheiß Strichkot...!
I don't know what you want me to be / I can't change I can only be me / I won't fit into your classifications / I won't be tagged by restricting labels
"You call your Metal black? / It's just plastic lame and weak"
"Ich bin da was am Planen dran...!"
"Bit of a wanker, aren't you?"
"Seven churches / Seven priests / Seven hearts on which they feast" -
Laden…
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Laden…