Songtext von Cheyne Stoking

A fucking retard A spastic embarrassment But he'd never have laid a finger on you But you did what you did, and I'll do what I have to do God may forgive them But first they'll face the beast It's raining here as night cowls the hills I'm not even sure what I am anymore But you - you're animals and I'll put you down like stray dogs Put the kettle on, pack a suitcase Ha! It's time for a trip God may forgive them But first they'll face the beast This is almost a memory We all died with the innocent A long time ago We're all dead men walking And every breath is cheyne stoking God may forgive them But first they'll face the beast