Death`s Lyrics

Slipknot-Psychosocial

I did my time, and I want out

so abusive,fate

It doesn't cut,

The soul is not so vibrant

The reckoning, the sickening

Back at you, subversion

Pseudo-sacred with scared perversion

Go drill your gasses,

Go dig your graves

Then fill your mouth

With all the money you will save

Sinking in, getting smaller again

undone, it has begun

I'm not the only one


And the rain will kill us all,

Throw ourselves against the wall

But no one else can see,

The preservation of the martyr in me


Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial

Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial


Oh, there are cracks, in the road we lay

from where the devil fell

The secrets have gone mad!

This is nothing new,

But would we kill it all?

fate was all we had

Who needs another mess?

We could start over

Just look me in the eyes

And say I'm wrong

Now there's only emptiness,

But a message to bring

I think we're done

I'm not the only one!


And the rain will kill us all,

Throw ourselves against the wall

But no one else can see,

The preservation of the martyr in me


Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial

Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial


The limits of the day!,

The limits of the day!,

The limits of the day!,

The limits of the day!!


Fake and defenseless lie,

(Psychosocial),

I tried to tell you first,

(Psychosocial),

Your hurtful lies are given out,

(Psychosocial),

Can't stop the killing idea,

(Psychosocial),

If it's hunting season,

(Psychosocial),

Is this what you want?,

(Psychosocial),

I'm not the only one!


And the rain will kill us all,

Throw ourselves against the wall

But no one else can see,

The preservation of the martyr in me


And the rain will kill us all,

Throw ourselves against the wall

But no one else can see,

The preservation of the martyr in me.


The limits of the day!,

The limits of the day!

Burzum - War

This is War
I Lie Wounded on Wintery Ground
With Hundred of Corpses around
Many Wounded Crawl Helplessly around
On the Blood Red Snowy Ground
War
Cries of the (ha, ha) Suffering Sound
Cries for Help to All Their Dead Moms
War
Many Hours of Music
Many Drops of Blood
Many Shiverings and Now I Am Dead
And Still We Must Never Give up
War

KoRn - Dead Bodies Everywhere

Come on, step inside, and you will realize.
Tell me what you need, tell me what to be.
What's your vision?
You'll see, what do you expect of me?
I cant live that lie.
Hate!
I see Mom with
A fucked dad dealing
with your lifea
dead bodies everywhere.
You!
Really want me to be a good son. Why?
You make me feel like no one.
Let me strip the plain, let me not give in.
Free me of your life, inside my heart dies.
Your dreams never achieved, don't lay that shit on me.
Let me live my... life.
Hate!
I see Mom with
A fucked Dad dealing
with your lifes
dead bodies everywhere.
You!
Really want me to be a good son. Why?
You make me feel like no one.
You want me to be, something I can never ever be!
I sing my words
I'm fucked at dealing,
with your life
dead bodies everywhere.
You!
Really want me to be a good son. Why?
You make me feel like no one.
Dead bodies everywhere!