Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Word Salad, artist - Annihilator. Album song The Best Of Annihilator, in the genre Date of issue: 01.08.2004
Record label: The All Blacks
Song language: English
Word Salad |
| Closets of my mind destroyed, as I enter outward from a void |
| Corpses white have strapped me down, I rise above then fall |
| Tactual hallucination, cockroaches infest the wall |
| Psychic pain on ice, I hurt |
| Devoid strength my life, inert |
| Anger fills they’ve shocked me back |
| White corpses turn to black |
| I run on psychic gasoline, my fuel shall burn you all |
| Word Salad, no ballad |
| Word Salad, no ballad |
| Diabolic plot, a toy, my brain the corpses to destroy |
| Prick my arm, injection fed, it’s poison, I’m no fool |
| Tetanus shot, be sure it’s not, I wish I were at school |
| Closets of my mind destroyed, but I enter inward, black void |
| Hatred turns to apathy, led down this dark abyss |
| Good night, farewell you pig from hell, this world I shall not miss |
| Word Salad, no ballad |
| Word Salad |
| Woken up from death, nausea |
| Catatonic stupor, anoxia |
| Remaining still I hold onto a sense of permanence |
| Negativistic fear of pain, algophobic life sentence |
| Moral, physical decay, hatred withered away |
| Scourge of God he makes me pay, I shall not live or die |
| Vegetative judgment passed, my only thought to cry |