
Le-am făcut o schiţă la cerere. Click pe ea dacă ascultaţi vreo formă de metal. Ignoraţi Noah şi Faack. Mai decente sunt War Flowers, God is on vacation şi Dissatisfaction. Dacă nu, here’s the lyrics I like:
God is on vacation
People eating drugs like food
Six people die not one of them sober
a guy with a beard takes a girl to the woods
While mr.jones is looking for his daughter
People killing for a piece of bread
We are throwing it at each other
Another guy holding a severed head
He caught his wife in bed with his father
I think god is on vacation
Kids and drugs walking hand in hand
Blowing up brains for nine dollars
A whorehouse in the middle of the street
Stuffed with 16 year old mothers
Guy with a beard beating up the girl
She never really had protection
Someone help our fucked up world
I think god is on vacation
War flowers
Floating.
In the air made by none.
Like pieces of burned paper they were all flying against the sun.
Get the fuck back here and reclaim your seat!
Inhalate the smell of burned flesh and meat!
At least for the ones that lick your feet! too much burden for even you to treat!
Terminating. Ourselves and everyone.
Cannibalizing our own race with bright lights and a loud noise for the fun.
As the believers believe, the only thing they want to believe
ignore everything else and tell how we’re supposed to live
everything either fails or blows up to the moon
today is too late, tomorrow is too soon.
As children learn how to hate each other
and young girls pick up corpses and not flowers
then maybe we should re-educate coming generations