Paroles de Braindead

A fateful day when you lost your mind Pulsing blood but tour body won't die They hold up the mirror to your face New definitions to the human race Preaching charity and mind over matter Profit by your misadventure Are you passed away when your lungs are breathing Time to go when your heart is still beating Braindead Braindead Braindead Conditioned by vivisection Cannibalised, no resurrection Butchers covered by snow-white coats To save your life and morbid thoughts Acceptance by forerunners of hell They know how to do and they do it well To suppress the lies and all the facts The truth about your final breath Braindead Braindead Braindead Braindead Braindead Braindead A fateful day when you lost your mind Pulsing blood but tour body won't die They hold up the mirror to your face New definitions to the human race Preaching charity and mind over matter Profit by your misadventure Are you passed away when your lungs are breathing Time to go when your heart is still beating Braindead Braindead Braindead