Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Crusher, artist - From A Second Story Window. Album song Delenda, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Market Activities
Song language: English
The Crusher |
A blitzkrieg of grey swarms my senses, while I sit doing my duty… |
As this belt speeds by carrying the bodies of those young past… |
I can see them pulling the last bag from the boat… |
It seems ripped from its journey, human dust spills everywhere clogging my lungs |
It’s hard to breathe and this cloud speaks to me of memories gone cold… |
One more bag before the five o’clock bell… This cloud it speaks to me of your |
end… |
These bags could be anyone, they could be me or they could be you |
Murder from failure, crush them all, bones to Ash… Life to dust… |
Give me the strength to sift these bones. |
I don’t know if I can take it |
This may be too much… Save yourself from the walls that you are hiding in, |
it can get so lonely… |
This is actual murder, can. |
t you see the change? |
Take my arm and run who |
wouldn’t do the same… |
Give me this poor child; |
there lay his legs out straight |
Help me bind them tight, and place his head in this… |
(Walk die fight run)… |
Hear this; |
let me grind him to dust… Let this world swallow us |