Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hachiko (The Faithful Dog), artist - The Kyoto Connection. Album song Ten (The Best Of), in the genre ПопDate of issue: 06.05.2015
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Hachiko (The Faithful Dog) |
| There is a bleeding unlike the rest |
| When you stab the blade into the chest |
| Pulses cease from existence |
| The light fades into nothingness |
| Your life is but punishment |
| Your voice still pleads ignorance |
| Your pulses raging so softly |
| The longing torment ensues my mind |
| The voice in the back of my head says to be kind |
| The shallow water fit for drowning |
| But the lies won’t seem to suffocate |
| Cant you see the depths await your fate |
| I hope to rid this earths scum |
| Birthed from the fires |
| The truest form of fear |
| With the wave of his hand he will raise the souls of the damned |
| No one will be left to tell |
| For a darkness inside us dwells |
| Maybe we all deserve to burn in hell |
| We hear the words, they’re not spoken clearly |
| These words will swim when the mind sinks |
| I lift a hand to seal these lies |
| That society will try to disguise |
| Sickened as this race procreates |
| With every lie forced down our throats this world has become such a joke |
| I think im going to fucking choke |
| Time for chaos |
| I embody everything that you hate |
| Take these lies and shove them down your throat |
| You fucking disgrace |
| I’ve had enough of the bullshit |
| And everything that you say |
| It makes no difference to me |
| You’ll be dead by morning anyway |
| I cant stand this anymore |
| I’m disgusted by the human fucking race |
| THIS IS WHY WE CANT HAVE NICE THINGS |
| Sickness grows a sense of purpose on the veil of sentiments |
| It sits upon our shoulders while others try to teach elegance |
| Entwined in vicious unrelenting guilt and impatience |
| The faces of the weak are crumbling from the weight of pestilence |
| Hidden from the eyes set to wilt |
| I never cried murder on a cold day |
| But the lies and hypocrisy can make a man a martyr |
| By taking but his heart away in reckoning and sickening |
| The ties of the lies they will die so grim |
| But first things first we will cut out the eyes of sin |
| The souls of the weak held are within |
| Tonight they burn |
| Then I will live and you will learn |
| Then I will take what lies within |
| That’s blood for blood |
| This is blood for blood you cunt |
| I will make you fucking bleed |
| Get the fuck down on your knees |
| Slit your own throat for me please |
| Slit your own throat for me please? |
| Please? |