Текст песни Marilyn Manson - 2000 - Holy Wood - 09 - A Place in the Dirt
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A Place in the Dirt. We are damned, and we are dead, All God's children to be sent To our perfect place in the sun, and in the dirt There's a windshield in my heart We are bugs so smeared and scarred And could you stop the meat from thinking, before I swallow all of it? Could you please... Put me in the motorcade. Put me in the death parade. Dress me up and take me Dress me up and make me your dying God Angels with needles Poked through our eyes let the ugly light Of world in we were no longer blind, we were no longer blind Now we hold the "ugly head" The Mary-whore is at the bed They've cast the shadow of our perfect death In the sun, and in the dirt Место в грязи Мы прокляты, мы мертвы, Все божьи дети, которые будут посланы В наше идеальное место под солнцем, и в грязи Есть в моем сердце лобовое стекло Мы - мошки, по нему размазанные и израненные Смог бы ты остановить мысли этого мяса перед тем, как я его проглочу? Ну пожалуйста... Отправьте меня в автоколонну, Отправьте меня на парад мертвых, Оденьте меня и возьмите меня, Оденьте меня и сделайте вашим умирающим Богом! Ангелы с иглами проткнули наши глаза, И впустили уродливый свет мира... Мы больше не были слепы! Мы больше не были слепы! Теперь мы владеем "уродской головой" Мэри-шлюха в кровати... Они отбрасывают тень нашей идеальной смерти, Под солнцем и в грязи... Смотрите также:
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A Place in the Dirt.
We are damned, and we are dead,
All God's children to be sent
To our perfect place in the sun, and in the dirt
There's a windshield in my heart
We are bugs so smeared and scarred
And could you stop the meat from thinking, before I swallow all of it?
Could you please ...
Put me in the motorcade.
Put me in the death parade.
Dress me up and take me
Dress me up and make me your dying God
Angels with needles
I poked through our eyes
let the ugly light
Of world in
we were no longer blind,
we were no longer blind
Now we hold the & quot; ugly head & quot;
The Mary-whore is at the bed
They've cast the shadow of our perfect death
In the sun, and in the dirt
Place in the mud
We are cursed, we are dead,
All of God's children to be sent
In our perfect place in the sun and in the dirt
There is in my heart windshield
We - gnats, smeared on it and wounded
Could you stop thinking of the meat before I swallow it?
Oh please ...
Send me a convoy,
Send me to the parade of the dead,
Put me and take me,
Put me and make your dying God!
Angels with needles pierced our eyes,
And let the ugly light of the world ...
We were no longer blind!
We were no longer blind!
Now we own & quot; ugly head & quot;
Mary-whore in bed ...
They cast a shadow of our perfect death
Under the sun and in the dirt ...
