Helmet Surgery - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

Decomposer - General Surgery

"Are we lying comfortably? I hope that you fear not Your stay here shall be lengthy Depending on just how quickly you rot Apply a quicklime mudpack Hinder circulation Artificially inflicted gangrene Hasten"

Lab Rat - General Surgery

"Wreaking anatomical havoc Chugging formaldehyde Rabidly gnawing on exposed bone In the noble name of science Feasting in a macabre gloom I'm overcome with bliss The rotten specimen fills the room As I"

Mortuary Wars - General Surgery

"Scourging the morgue with sickly malice Rank antagonism brought to a head Disquiet on the forensic front I sense the gathering of purulent adversary flesh Slashing at blistered & ulcerous limbs Keeping"

Reception of Cadavers - General Surgery

"Hospitality in excess where the dearly departed rest Badly diguised glee and crudely concealed zest Discretely cart in the stiffs Out of reach of prying eyes Descend into the realm of disputable"

Severe Catatonia In Pathology - General Surgery

"Cutting through your clothes, trying to reach your flesh Let my fingers feel your pure white skin I love to see your fears reflected in your eyes We're going to have a party, you and me My little hatchets"

Slithering Maceration Of Ulcerous Facial Tissue - General Surgery

"Tenacious muck, your windpipe holds Larynx numb, on clotted filth you choke Your bloated corpse, a greenish shade of white Flesh slips loose, your view of death revised Body coated in clinging putrid waste Septic"

Bury Me - Helmet

"Bury me alive and pretend I'm awake Like you lost me out somewhere in the highway I thought you were decent Everything was easy Every single word was true I left all them all I believe I was right I might"

Monochrome - Helmet

"I can fill in your blanks here Just like reading your mind Everybody's got opinions, Well I know I've got mine We're running in place, ain't you tired? Just make up your mind there We're only running"

Swallowing Everything - Helmet

"Hanging out with all these dicks Still collecting tokens Knock 'em back, you're making noises You live in the moment Wonder you're not morning sick Making conversation This dull arithmetic, all these stock"

On Your Way Down - Helmet

"You have worked your way up to the top Thought that you would make the whole world stop Up to Venus, Mars and Jupiter Bet your feet don't even touch the Earth On your way On your way down On your way You're"

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