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The Headless Children
The Headless Children (1989)
W.a.s.p.
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8 февраля 10, 22:01
Father come save us from this
Madness we're under
God of creation are we blind?
Cause some here are slaves
That worship guns that spit thunder
The children that you've made
Have lost the minds
This monster that we call the earth
Is bleeding
Cause the children have been
Left along too long
This thing that we've made is fat
And feeds on the hate
Of the millions that it's taught to sing
The song
The headless children
The screams that fill the night
Fill the night fill the night fill the night
Oh the headless children
The madness steals the light
Steals the light steals the light steals the light
Time bombs in the hands of all the wicked warbabies
Light the fuse of temptation and we all burn
Four horsemen sit high up in the saddle
And waiting are ride the bloody trail of no return
Sleeping in the arms of a nightmare and
Wake to find we've been away too long
This Frankenstein of flash
Stitched together back from death
And preying on the souls of everyone
The headless children
The screams that fill the night
Fill the night fill the night fill the night
Oh the headless children
The madness steals the light
Steals the light steals the light steals the light
Madness we're under
God of creation are we blind?
Cause some here are slaves
That worship guns that spit thunder
The children that you've made
Have lost the minds
This monster that we call the earth
Is bleeding
Cause the children have been
Left along too long
This thing that we've made is fat
And feeds on the hate
Of the millions that it's taught to sing
The song
The headless children
The screams that fill the night
Fill the night fill the night fill the night
Oh the headless children
The madness steals the light
Steals the light steals the light steals the light
Time bombs in the hands of all the wicked warbabies
Light the fuse of temptation and we all burn
Four horsemen sit high up in the saddle
And waiting are ride the bloody trail of no return
Sleeping in the arms of a nightmare and
Wake to find we've been away too long
This Frankenstein of flash
Stitched together back from death
And preying on the souls of everyone
The headless children
The screams that fill the night
Fill the night fill the night fill the night
Oh the headless children
The madness steals the light
Steals the light steals the light steals the light
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