Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Asphixia [Wasted], artist - Velvet Acid Christ. Album song Twisted Thought Generator, in the genre Электроника
Date of issue: 28.03.2005
Record label: METROPOLIS
Song language: English
Asphixia [Wasted] |
We shot the sky 40 times |
And disappeared in freezing vapor |
I could have been the parasite |
Chewing holes in this life |
You so cheaply passed on |
Not so convenient to stand on |
Crumbling cities or rejected |
Water that you spit out |
As sores begin to set in |
Infected, rejected, neglected ejected |
Infected, injected, rejected, neglected |
Hold your breath, hold your breath |
Breathe |
Slowly the air |
You burnt out |
For your money |
Twisted faces |
Bent ghosts that |
Tried to warn you |
Of your behavior |
Sickened with disease |
Waste, waste, waste |
Waste, wasted, wasted |
So wasted, so wasted |
So wasted, so wasted |
So wasted, so wasted |
So wasted, so wasted |
Burned alive, taught to kill |
Burned alive, taught to kill |
Lost the will to live |
I’ve lost the will to live |
Simply lost the will to live |
I’ve lost my will to live |
«I myself, as many people well know, had basically embroiled myself into the |
dirty version of myself, I had taken the small amount of decay I did have, |
and I just built it, I let it grow: I wanted to become fully decayed in mind, |
soul, body, everything, I wanted to be darkness.» |
Infected, rejected, injected ejected |
Hold your breath, hold your breath |
Just hold your breath. |
Lying down, fornicate |
Reaching this retarded state |
On some lost thought that |
Ripped at my heart |
Ripping out forever |
«- It was like my whole world was gone. |
I had to start all over |
— You think you’re going to Hell? |
If I would have to answer that truthfully, |
yes. |
I have always believed that. |
My mind was on only one mode, |
and that was to kill. |
So, I went forth to attack her and she through a |
scolding hot cup of coffee on me, uh which only increased my instincts, |
if you will, at which point in time, like I said, between thirty and sixty |
seconds I took her life. |
I believe it was five blows I took, trying to plunge |
the crow-bar into his heart.» |