the sheep----- tonight they weep FEAR -----for the feeding GASP------clutched in groups no they dont no they dont hope
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these poor sheep tonight they weep begging for death but they settle for sleep sound of grinding metals always looming near by their bodies are caged and now so are their minds ooh. these trembling thingsssssssss these poor sheep cant lay their heads down....... (no dreams of softer sounds)
blood is in the mud trampled by hooves that constantly shake and nervously move no hope or ambition they stay with the group these filthy fucking animals theyre just like you
animals were animals animals were animals animals were animals
and in the twilight swoon under an empty moon the creatures stop their shake and plan a quick escape
theyre dancing on barbwire fraught with curdled screams messy skins and messy fluids pave a road to golden dreams they move in a frenzy across their mothers backs out into the open they dont look back
SOUNDS. it rots their minds- leaves them blind NO DREAMING OF SOFTER SOUNDS. it rots their brains- drives them insane NO DREAMING OF SOFTER SOUNDS. it rots their minds- leaves them blind NO DREAMING OF SOFTER SOUNDS. it rots their brains- drives them insane NO DREAMING OF SOFTER SOUNDS NO DREAMING OF SOFTER SOUNDS NO DREAMING OF SOFTER SOUNDSTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
