Превод: Entombed. Сарджънт ð и СОД.
Превод: H ¨ sker ¹ Ð ¨ ¹. Тя е жена (и сега той е човек).
Превод: Мийт Лоуф. Бих Lie For You (и това е истина).
Превод: СОД. Франкенщайн и неговия кон.
Превод: СОД. Сарджънт ð и копка.
Превод: Щурмоваци на смъртта. Сарджънт "Д" и копка.
can't find the time to move When I've just been out drinking And you You've got a lot to lose The pains hold you down Sometimes you sit and think to yourself
a cold man Dom Sheldon is a cold man He out shock in every single way He'll stop at nothing just to get his political say He think he bad because he's
spaces And faces slowly happy me I'll take my time, I'll take my time And I close my eyes It's alright to find this out I'm in a better place When you take this and
What's the colour of pretty? December whispers with her whiskers and purrs. It's the way the sun hits your wall. Don't worry your pretty little head
your fascist mind that it makes a fucking difference? whether it's bred from religion, upbringing, or stupidity, someone's fucked with your head and warped all sense of reality and
calls for the kids who desperately try to be seen. next time you throw a party where desperation's the hostess make a toast to the kid who's gone. don
what's said Scrimmage Nearer Nearer to the goal line Forget about the rose vine The Soul will let you know it's time And it's a DAISY age (La la la
can't find the time to move When I've just been out drinking And you You've got a lot to lose The pains hold you down Sometimes you sit and think to
you've been actin like the shit I do is weak and unromantic And I can't understand it I'm feelin like a duck, shit out of luck and stuck What the fuck