Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song This life , by - Рогатые трупоеды. Song from the album Девки, секс и трупный яд, in the genre МеталRecord label: СД-Максимум
Song language: English
This life |
| This life cuts hearts forget about yourself |
| In crisis of your life like cursed pain minutes |
| A game without rules dispels and next smashed into fragments |
| You hear the croak and that’s called life |
| Stone in my heart deathly cold |
| Cold like a dagger blade |
| Cursed frogs croak and croak |
| And that’s called life |
| A bleeding red of flesh spread on a table |
| Life ends with quietest beats and tiniest of droplets |
| The stone is old and cracked and brown with dust of ages |
| But still your hear the croak and that was your life |
| The game is over now |
| A dead voice ringing in your head |
| A million croaks around |
| And that was life |