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Gunslinger
04:09
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Gunslinger
Look at dead city, the needles of buildings
Pierces grey skyes like devil's horns
Listen to the wind from western badlands
Pierces your dreams, blowin' out your hopes.
Tell me, why are you here?
Tell me, why are you here, gunslinger?
Your name was written in book of sand
By million steps from nowhere to nowhere
What do you find in that dead land?
The wind bring an echoes of broken swears.
Tell me, why are you here?
Tell me, why are you here, gunslinger?
Flesh turns to dust,
Skull turns to stone,
Mercyless desert will polish your bones.
Guns turns to rust,
Only sand will remain.
Only sand will remain.
Only sand will remain.
Tell me, why are you here?
Tell me, why are you here, gunslinger?
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City Of The Damned
04:48
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City of the Damned
Here is only one train
Goes to wasteland to the end of the path
Crimson rain
Fear in the fistfull of dust
City of the damned
Decapitated dreams
Desolated streets
Wrong side of reality
Syicide tricks
Of a mad electric mind
Cry of freaks:
"Hung'em high"
City of the damned
Who will dance on the gallows-tree
Drumbeats in the ground
Pain shall set you free
Gallery of shattered faces
Shadow won't give you a vault
Searchin' in such dark places
Was a fatal fault
There is only one trick
In being son of a gun
Calamity waits
Under the frying sun
City of the damned
Decapitated thoughts
You know shit
About living throu it
there can be only pain
Beneath the crimson skyes
Cry of freaks
"Now you die"
City of the damned
Who will dance on the gallows-tree
Drumbeats in the ground
Pain shall set you free
Gallery of shattered faces
Shadow won't give you a vault
Searchin' in such dark places
Was a fatal fault
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Lust
06:01
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Lust
Infernal bitch, satanic slut,
Her kisses hot like hell
The touch of rot, the taste of blood,
The sulphur's heavy smell.
Say me 'bout way to tower
When we're dance under crescence
Take price for your blood red flower
My life essence
The devil weed
shows me wonders,
But you
show me more
Now we're.. finders, keepers, lovers,
Don't we, abyssal whore?
Cold steel... of gun.. touching.. your skin
Oh, holy demon, dressed in grief,
Tell me 'bout the sin
Like a snake in the garden of trees.
Show me the way to tower,
Daugther of Lilith and Kain
Throw off your black silk shroud...
when i will find a way
Or lead mysfelf astray
Will you... come with me
Or only sand will remain
Yeah, only sand will remain.
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