Текст песни Tiamat-1999-Skeleton Skeletron - Dust Is Our Fare
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There is a time when some of us are healed There is a time you're clean and undersealed There is a time it almost looks like fun There is a time for the bullet of a gun No one here drinks water None of us is sane If you pretend you're my daughter We do it again and again No one here is praying 'Cause no one here is God And every word we are saying Might as well be put in blood There is a time when worms revel in me There is a time for a pigfaced reality There is a time and it's usually in the afternoon There is a time and I hope it will be damn soon "Наши лица – пыль" Время пришло, когда излечился ты. Настал тот час, когда вы запечатаны и чисты. Пришло время, и это забавно иногда. Настал час пули вылететь из ствола. Никто из нас не пьёт воду, Все здравый смысл успели потерять. Притворись моей дочкой, попробуй, Мы будем делать это опять и опять. Никто не молится здесь Богу, Ведь среди нас нет богов. И каждое наше слово Может вдобавок пролить кровь. Время настало, черви пируют во мне, Время настало – реальность открылась свинье. Время настало – такое случается обычно днём. Время настало – надеюсь, что будет проклято оно. Смотрите также:
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There IS A Time WHEN Some Of US Are Healed
There Is A Time You're Clean and Undersealed
There IS A Time It Almost Looks Like Fun
There Is A Time for The Bullet of a Gun
No One Here Drinks Water
NONE OF US IS SANE
If you predend you're My Daughter
WE Do It Again and Again
No One Here Is Praying
'Cause No One Here IS GOD
AND EVERY WORD WE ARE SAYING
Might As Well Be Put In Blood
There IS A TIME WHEN WORTS REVEL IN ME
There IS A Time For a Pigfaced Reality
There IS A Time and It's Usally In The Afternoon
There Is A Time and I Hope It Will Be Damn Soon
"Our faces - dust"
The time came when you were cured.
That hour has come when you are sealed and clean.
It's time, and it is funny sometimes.
It is an hour bullet fly out of the trunk.
None of us drinks water,
All common sense managed to lose.
Pretend to be my daughter, try,
We will do it again and again.
No one prays here to God,
After all, among us there are no gods.
And every word
Maybe in addition shedding blood.
Time has come, the worms are picked in me,
Time has come - a reality opened a pig.
Time has come - this happens usually during the day.
Time has come - I hope that it will be damned.
