Rats - masters of the ship
Sailors die, tell me why
Chests with ground in the hold
It's Old Count, he's going to world.
Night is empress of the Earth
Only night makes him feel alright
Gallows cannot kill Old Count
But the Sun'll cause back him down.
Everyone wants endless life
Aglow light don't let me lie
Shadow step upon your sill
To apply on you Death's seal
'Cause you cannot murder him
He comes like your awful dream
All of your blood you must give
Make Old Count forever live.
Shining Moon
Hypnotize
Empty corpse
Smell of blood
Striking clock
Fiery eyes
He comes here
Dracula
Choky stroke of clock in night
Bloody ones don't hear your fight
When the bell begins to chime
You'll be victim of this crime
Tower bolt don't save you guys
Icons don't save fucking lives
Every night another moan
There must be only one
T - 72 is going on the rut
And it don't care about you & your blood
It turn to the left, it turn to the right
It just want flatten your fucking bride
Our tanks is very strong, very terrible & bold
I tell you guys it's very fun Kill somebody from our gun
If you see some motherfuckers don't you worry we have shrapnel
On the bottom we will press and they'll gone to devil's place.
Worm-eaten policeman sits in the ambush
He wants our money, dig in the bush
But we're on the tank, we make our hit
And No interception but barrel of shit.
We are going on the tank
In the Russian country land
Want some vodka to be drunk
And to press some local punks
We arrived the village store
Rattling all the dwellers
'No vodka', told the girl
We fucked this pretty seller
Then we shoveled cellars out,
Drinking hooch in big amounts
Our tank went down the drain
Splashed us with old trot's brain
Life with tank is very well,
But it's poor without
You are cool with this machine
Otherwise you're out.
You have buried me, my dear
Seven days ago
In my cold grave I haven't beer
My eyes'd pecked out by crow
There's dark and very poky
The silence makes me mad
Bride for me is lid of coffin
And the deep's my bridesman
Pressing thickness of ground
Help me baby from above
Exhume me, my darling, now
I'm burning from my endless love
Pull me out from thence, my darling
Exhume me as fast as can
You will see (and all around)
That I'm very funny man
I will come to you with flowers
Burning from my love to you
I'm staying here some hundred hours
Pull me out, I'm praying you
If you will not save me, Viper
I can find the way myself
I will crawl to you as wiper
Inspite of my broken health
Hey you, druggist, gimme now
Rather than the sweetest mixture
Poison flour in clouded phial
To endamage old trot's features
Hey you, salesgirl from McDonalds
I don't need the savoury patty
Better gimme rotten sausage
And I'll poison fucking Betty
Hey you, baker, cook me please
Not the loaf but the friedcake
With the shit inside the piece
She will eat and make the barf-lake
I will steal syringe from junkie
With the Aids in fucking needle
Yeah this drug is not too funky
It will kill and no riddles
Old Trot
Rest In Peace
Old Trot
I will ask the old sharp matchette
From shoemaker (not the shoes)
We will never bury hatchet
She will never can abuse
I will come to building ground
And I'll steal the large red brick
All her brains will go out
Cause of one my spot-on kick
Old Trot
Rest In Peace
Old Trot
I will ask the Doctor Slayer:
To unroot all her infections
Please, cut off her bottom layer
It will be the noble action
Foolish scientist, save my time
And invent a noiseless bomb
Work will come to bottom line:
Old trot Betty will go to tomb
Old Trot
Rest In Peace
Old Trot
Something calls, Something becks to nowhere
I don't want to go on, I don't care
Leave me, please, don't hale me and don't call
Other World, I'm not yours, not at all
I'm not victim of yours, let me go
I'm not yours, Other World, I say No
I'm alive, humid earth don't need me
Give me time, don't take me, I feel free
Other World
You're so cold
Leave me please, now I'm not ready yet
I don't want all my life to forget
I don't want to become part of you
Don't call me, I'm not yours, life is true
Other World
You're so cold
Underground Children, let's go up
Shake your rare hair and go to pub
It's no use to bear the bore of underground life
Come on, let's go up, rattle the bones and the knives
We are going to walking at the Moon
Everybody will see us very soon
It's no use to kill the time under ground
Come on, let's go up, look for whores in the town
Come on
Let's go up
I am 308 years old
I am not a cuff, I'm like bull but cold
I wanna go to people, I wanna to respire
All new kinds of knowledge I want to acquire
My trousers is decayed but I don't care
My teeth is fallen down, yeah, yeah
I don't want to lie in ground in uneasy poses
I wanna play guitar in Guns N' Roses
Come on
Let's go up
Give me my old guitar and barrel of wine
Give me wig on my skull I don't need my head's shine
I will become a star, you will see my light
My autographs will cause many people start to fight
I will enjoy life, I will hell around
I don't want to lie in grave, I want out
You will understand and you will know
Why from this fucking cemetery I must go
Repeat first versus
Seven
Heart of the Sin - the blaze of the Hell
Knocking and beating in all people’s heads
Sinister stench inside human shell
Once it is in, your Soul will be dead
People don’t fear of their sinful life
Sinners feel well, the Bible is groaning
Power of Hell gets in you like a knife
Mock Holiness that takes Evil turning
Name of the God can change this direction
Only one way to disrupt Devil’s tug
Using the sin to rush Good correction
Using the Death like saintly drug
1. I crammed with fat food fetid bazoo
Of Gluttony man, so sweaty and fat
He died by his guzzle, by hotdogs and ragout
The eyes of the God saw death that he met
2. You, venal lawyer, captured by Avarice,
Pound of Justice in balance of truth
You can weigh up yellow and bravery
If you are ready the right to come through
3. You, dirty whore with the orgasm from Lust
You sold your soul, transmuting in meat
I impaled you by sword, convert you to dust
Death won again anti this sinful shit
4. You, who lives in fornication and squiff
Morphine and coke, LSD, Mary Jane
Sloth is your sin, now you just your death’s stiff
Chained to your bed, you at first could feel pain
5. Woman the Satan, with beautiful face
Worms and the mould live in your soul
Cause of your Pride, you just finished your race
Now you deformed, no beauty at all
6. Servant of Wrath, you’re ass-headed and thin
I did this job only for you
You are beholder of these creepy things
What are you waiting? Kill me for true
7. Go saintly way, it’s very heavy
I’m not messiah, I’ve got no chances to win
It’s very simple, I’m full of my Envy
So, please, now shoot me, ‘cause it’s my deadly sin
That's will be good
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