Paroles de Constantine

Ripped mind, torn heart of the whatever generation Rack born since the foetal separation Rack born since... widow of the damned Ripped and torn - Another mind block Endless agitation - Constantine. Tripping down the path, falling... Barking in the back yard, barking for a slave Thinking of the coldness of another paupers grave Tripping... Psychopaths a common place for killing time - getting on the case staying with the pack staying with the pace Falling from grace - ripping off the smiles from another losers face Yellow coward - purple brave.