Übersetzung: Ismo Alanko. ¤ Krise zu Krise.
Übersetzung: Ismo Alanko. Wind Suit Beyond.
Übersetzung: Ismo Alanko. Pornografiaa.
Übersetzung: Ismo Alanko. Geboren als junger.
Übersetzung: Ismo Alanko. Pulu.
Übersetzung: Ismo Alanko. Built-in Solarium.
Don't try to cry - just take off Your ugly tears make me dirty Shut up, fuckin' sorrow dealer ! You know I am not feelin' fine Don't try to sing - just
A little spiky ball The lost souls Some fuckin' bloody junkies And them greedy spirit In this shitty city Yes we have eat the Satan's fruit In the
Why'd I spit my vile venom If nobody cares. Why'd I laugh knowing that, If tomorrow will be a day of tears. Why'd I cry knowing that, One day will be
Give me some extazy... Give me some extazy... I lick some god tears. Another place to hide. Give me some extazy... Give me some extazy... Extazy Extazy
I know, I am the one The only one who can stop him from destroying This raped world. My only mission is to stop this fool, From astomishing this fuckin
Like an old typewriter, I am looking for a good writing All I know is that I don't feel right - nevermind I am weary, I am bored, just like a novel I
In blood we trust With god we rust We are the children Of a pathetic world So much blood we need With our god teeth This flesh will rot Caus' - in blood
A little spiky ball The lost souls Some fuckin' bloody junkies And them greedy spirit In this shitty city Yes we have eat the Satan's fruit In the hollow
Fill her, Oceanize her with your fluid French streets are not what you think they are... You wanted... You wanted a french connection, and a bitch
I live in a world where anything is vacuum. On this earth I wander. I live where everybody is uncertain - My mother created me Then she killed me. I live
From the first day, I was sure. Get out of my world. From the first day I have screamed, Get out of my mind. From the first instant I have fooled this
