The Dying Lyrics

Harvest of the blood Hooked through the foot Hanging bloody pulp Chopped razor's wound Reason dripping with blood Lose consciousness slowly but surely Shudder for pleasure moment E...Read Full Lyrics

Doubters and cowards Heroes all deaf to the clarion call For whom does it toll For who does it toll But all the dreams subside They're wrapped in America's suicide Play in the roa...Read Full Lyrics

Small wonder you've not heard from her She's gone now, back in england She got spirit, will go farther But she can't see the romance in the colour of your schemes The colour of you...Read Full Lyrics

The months don't matter, they're laughing at you And I'll stay in bed if I want to Well is it monday, let it be sunday I think a diary would help don't you? The morning, the menu, ...Read Full Lyrics

You've been a long, time coming home Time coming home, time coming home You've been a long, time coming home Time coming home, time coming home You've been a bad bad boy Such a ba...Read Full Lyrics

For those who won't And never will Song sounds blue... No-one at home And time to kill Song for the beautiful loser... She would hide at the park and ride Glued up to the gills Hi...Read Full Lyrics

I never feared the rain Until you turned to me And said you'd failed again It makes a perfect day so lame And leads us halfway To nowhere... And so the players Have changed Soon we...Read Full Lyrics

Your imagination runs wild Sitting on the fence you call your home these days Better take care, you don't ask for help But some day you might need it And all the while the leaves ...Read Full Lyrics

Play catch with your babe, leave it late, it don't matter Play catch with your babe, leave it late, it don't matter Beautiful sailor Beautiful son You went and shot the whole thin...Read Full Lyrics

Now his intentions unfold, they're not what they seem, He only wants to take control. Boy is he selling you loads, all you do is believe, Grant him his black-eyed fantasy. He claim...Read Full Lyrics