Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Day In The Death, artist - Johnny Truant. Album song In The Library Of Horrific Events, in the genre МеталDate of issue: 31.07.2005
Record label: Undergroove
Song language: English
A Day In The Death |
| Sniffing glue from the whores tusk let the wax drip through the creases |
| Oil, dripped from the devils back? |
| Stealing kisses from butterflies but perverts complete the sequence |
| Raw, cocaine filled up their hearts |
| On Sunday nights they feast on blood before delicate poets release their lungs |
| Everytime It kills me, the oxes flesh rots on so slowly |
| Magnets in the pigeon feed, a devil inside the chamber breeds |
| Black daggers and sharper knives, the bees amass within their hives |
| A sharpened hand and a wooden glance? |
| We'll taste and scrape! |
| A day in the death calls for you |
| A day in the death speaks for you |
| Yeah, would you give back to heart, I’m bored of promises, I’m cut to pieces |
| Yeah, would you grant me just one wish, its true we’ve sacrificed for the never |
| Christ |
| There’s something in the air, violins and burning blisters |
| A burning rash that sticks to the prince’s bitter features |
| Will the crow grant a second wish to its children? |
| If our politics are locked in foam? |
| Day I Die |
| Day I Die |
| Without precious weapons we’d go far |
| Back to when the world was just a star |
| If we were the killer |
| The pressure would be more than I could feel |
| Day I Die |
| Day I Die |
| The day I die |
| The day I die |