Hocico - Hell on earth
Tekst :
No one can stop you
you wanna be there in their smile
no way you can forget it
corroded feelings, fire in your heart.
Pierce into the storm
there s fear in the answers
hearing a faint voice from the past
memories of pain.
An evil force it s corroding all your actions
There s no hope it s reflected in blood shoot eyes.
Another crime, another passion
innocence doesn t fit
blazes, ash inhalation
the worst burn is yet to come.
Blazes rise your world s insane
deep inside your heart is still the pain
pain that drives you in to this hell
a sweet course eating you away.
Let him burn!
I hear his crying.
I see his body turning to ashes.
Inne utwory
Flesh of your flesh Nothing back Controversy Without a god Odio en el alma Depression Sad scorn Spirits of crime Temple of lies Winds of treason Starving children Possessed Ruptura Beings of reliefs Born to be (Hated) Losowe utwory
I was sinking deep in sin
Far from the peaceful shore
Very deeply stained within
Sinking to rise no more
But the Master of the sea
Heard my despairing cry
From the waters lifted me
Now safe am I
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me
All my heart to Him I give
Ever to...
Goin today, just passin
The road I know so well
Seems the more I ride you
You give me more
You ll tell
And if I try
Soon it will show
To keep me strong
And know that I ve had times
So good
From coast to coast
Leavin my hard times behind
And if I try soon it...
It doesn t matter where we go as long as I m with you
Loving and holding you close
So take my hand and leave your worries and your cares behind,
let s fly away to paradise
Cause you, you are a city girl and...
I see the wonder setting in
over where i am going
and where i ve been
and by the way when i kneel to pray
it never seems you re there
and i ll admit that i do not try
when it s easier...
Milk and Cereal
Milk and Cereal
milk and cereal
Cereal and milk
Milk and Cereal
Cereal, Cereal
Milk and Cereal
Cereal and Milk, Cereal and MIlk...
I dont want my Wheaties
Give em to the needy
Feelin kinda greedy
I keep em for myself (X9)
No Grapenuts for grandma
Mom likes Special K
You cant pinch an inch (X7)
They re magically delicious
Ya can...