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grim salvo - ratking 1518 كلمات الأغنية

[intro: witchouse40k, mossback, sleuth & sample]
bro thinks he’s haunted house
n_n_n_n_nice try little man
nice try little man

b_b_b_b_bodies stay dropping, they walk into waste
shot full of toxins, get lost in dismay
call on the fallen to solve all the problems
they coughing up clots, see ’em rot where they lay, blegh

[verse 1: mossback & sleuth, sleuth & mossback]
dancе, dance, dance, dance, dancе, ’til thy feet bleed
laughing uncontrollably, trembling on weak knees
dance, dance, dance, dance, haven’t slept for three weeks
figures splashing holy water, looking rather priestly

rant, rant, rant, rant, rant ’til the knees seize

rant, rant, rant, rant, i can hear the trees breathe
bl__dy feet, fallen asleep in a pile of feces
twitching from the ankles to the tongue
blood dripping down the legs ’til the cobblestones run red run red run
run if you can and pray that you don’t fall
plague spreading a waltz in a maggoty ballgown, eh

[bridge: sleuth, sample]
ladies and gentlemen
may i have your attention please?

guild hall crosses, they just starting to rot
now i’m stuck carving out a crest of blood

[verse 2: witchouse 40k, savage ga$p]
b_b_bodies stay dropping, they walk into waste
shot full of toxins, get lost in dismay
call on the fallen to solve all the problems
they coughing up clots, see ’em rot where they lay, blegh
uh, and i been sick to the bone
motherf_cka steady falling, ackin’ b_tch and it shows
blood drippin’ outta body, seen they vision get slowed
and the brain is bl__dy from the sights, i leave your clique fulla ghosts

pop_pop_popping out the motherf_cking cut
like a flesh wound with some p_ss, yuck
what the f_ck, the flow nuts
did i stut_t_t_t_t_ter? boy i’m coming for your blood
psycho, i might go, the cycle unbreakable
mentally i’m in a state of insatiable pain
i hit a rift in my brain
ten toes for the gang
with a foot up in the grave
f_ck with my brothers, promise that’s your life
blacked out cloak with the iced out scythe
this is not no song, it’s a dead man’s plight
[bridge: sleuth, sample]
[?]
eighth night flailing, i just can’t seem to stop
, bodies starting to drop
guild hall crosses, they just starting to rot
now i’m stuck carving out a crest of blood

[verse 3: mossback, sleuth & sample]
glad handed into a corner
let’s see you dance yourself out of this
making nice with anyone who listens
hoping it’ll make a difference
but it only takes two to tango

strangled, bred the pain
spread the brain stem to a stain ’til everyone gets mangled
and they just keep on offering deals
’til the pain go “thanks, no”, everyone gets mangled

call the police

dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, ’til thy feet bleed
laughing uncontrollably, trembling on weak knees
rant, rant, rant, rant, rant ’til the knees seize
transmogrification, now we a whole new species
the pain that subsists every night—ight—ight—ight—ight
this motherf_cker haunted
[?]

- grim salvo

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