Salvador Hitchcock
(Бит - abrabeatz - decapitation Getbeat.ru)
Get enough, get enough, I can’t get enough, get enough, get enough.
Get enough, get enough, I can’t get enough, get enough.
You can feel the chill as it crawls under your skin
While your body’s laying still just like bad dream but it’s so real (surreal)
Murder Murder Kill Dogs howl on the hill
Ugly grinning Moon Isn’t it Salvador Dali
You are spellbound
Shut your mouth tight but stay loud
Make’em all kneel down and pray Lord
Night is your playground so play God
Go hard
There’s no dimensions. Time and space’re not to mention
Future, past, pleasure, pain – don’t pay attention
Put your faith and disbelief on suspension
Rifle’s on the wall – suspence – shell shot
What a thrilling feeling In my bed and stare at ceiling
While subconscious waves unveil the real me from the beginning
Words now have no meaning, smell of war is all I breathe in
And my heart was so forgiving but it’s ripped and stopped from beating
Red sand desert waited rain and blood is generously dripping
Les fleurs du mal are long time withered, only snakes and caterpillars
You are spellbound
Shut your mouth tight but stay loud
Make’em all kneel down and pray Lord
Night is your playground so play God
Go hard
Can’t believe it’s all True. Am I dead? Cannot move. Who am I? Where are you?
Colors mix in my mind though my eyes are shut tight, something’s getting inside
Swans reflect elephants. It’s terrible and fun (enfant). La Cara de la Guerra
The mirror next to my place cannot picture my breath. See the face of the war
And the war that I face.
Get enough, get enough, I can’t get enough, get enough... ENOUGH!!!
