Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guilt, artist - Those Poor Bastards. Date of issue: 10.09.2012
Song language: English
Guilt |
| There’s a feeling I have |
| When I wake up Sunday morning |
| My body feels sick |
| And my soul sure feels sorry |
| It’s guilt |
| It’s called guilt |
| When I close my eyes |
| I see events from the night before |
| Lord, have mercy |
| Don’t you torture me anymore |
| With this guilt |
| It’s called guilt |
| Guilty |
| I’m guilty |
| But I’ll |
| Do it again |
| The stentch of the room |
| When the sinners gather 'round me |
| The waste of blood |
| When I slice their worthless souls free |
| It’s guilt |
| It’s called guilt |
| When the fire burns |
| And the flesh turns black and tasteless |
| When the arrow of God |
| Dissapears and we wander aimless |
| It’s guilt |
| It’s called guilt |
| Guilty |
| I’m guilty |
| But the |
| Lord understands |
| When the demons grow |
| And they twist and start to scratching |
| When mother’s death eggs, they crack |
| And start to hatching |
| Guilt |
| It’s called guilt |
| But I swear by hoof |
| And the soul of the sickly vulture |
| This world you’ve built |
| Is a dark and empty culture |
| Of guilt |
| It’s called guilt |
| Guilty |
| You’re guilty |
| And I’ll |
| Destroy all I can |