Project 86 - Last meal
Tekst :
I am lost inside your lair
And allowed you to lure me here
You promised immortality
I-ve become your newest meat
And I am ripe for the feast
And I am dripping form their mouths
As they say to me:
Well eat what-s left of you before we-re through
The lust for blood within reach
We-ve woken under your feet
No longer
Frightened by these vampires
This situation is clear
No longer clouded by fear
Like cornered dogs we-ll turn and
Bite the hand that feeds but does not kill
Sleep and dream
Hiding from the day
Pay no mind to shapes that wind
Around you where you lay there will be time for waking
There will be time for taking
But who?
But you-
Parasites come in many shapes
And you forgot that we have teeth too
While you were feeding off our blood we
Became one of you
There is something coming that you forgot me friend
The very beast that you create is the one who-ll slay you in the end
You thought I-d go down easy
But now you-re coming
With me
You-ll burn with me
You-ll never take us alive
Inne utwory
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Let me live
Let me live
Let me live
Let me live
Ya ll niggas really know me from the stories I tell (tell)
From the lifestyle I lead and the records I sell (sell)
Caught up in situations detrimental to me
So wrong from my mistake
So much for this settling break
No more of this can I take
But you always care
Shouldn t have done this to you
Life is hard but what can I do
All these words make me confused
But you always care
I...
Out on the dancefloor I disappear
Out on the dancefloor I am not here
Out on the dancefloor I disappear
Out on the dancefloor I am not here
I don t think, I disappear
I don t think, no stupid fears
I don t think, about my hair
I don t think, about the clothes I wear
Just...
A breath of darkness
An existance painted in thriving red
A crown of ivy
And she danced...
The branches trying to catch her
With desirous, clawing dead love
And she tranced...
Morbid tales fill her sarcophagus
...midnight...
A timeless crown on the neverworld duchess
Dancing she comes to the storm
Slithering from the dark of her soul
To the night of the...
I feel a touch I see an eye
Whisper shisper - - my oh my!
I hear a sound I won t turn round
Stop pushing-pulling me around
Oh! Oh! whatcha taking up my time for?
Oh! Oh! whatcha kicking up a fuss...