Deathstars - Bodies Lyrics
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Bodies
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What Are The Lyrics For Bodies By Deathstars?
Steal their bodies but leave their faces
Carry their wings to the lord of flies Burn these towns, crush their game The patients smell of medicines and rain Can you see - they look for you Cut the stars, turn the knife Let death walk tall in the shattered shape of life Can you hear - they search for you This is the nail that injects the hurt A graffiti of blood that stains the dirt Bodies Bodies I'll undress you to the core of your bones Bodies Bodies Reanimate mankind from that what is torn This is our world This is your peace Our strength and our disease Collect their names then bury them deep Empty their lungs and inhale the air Lick their teeth, split your tongue Give birth to noise from punctured lungs Can you break the light in their eyes Fingers break, lips are ripped Skin cracks open, spines get whipped Can you unbury that what here lies This is the nail that injects the hurt A graffiti of blood that stains the dirt Bodies Bodies I'll undress you to the core of your bones Bodies Bodies Reanimate mankind from that what is torn Steal their bodies but leave their faces Carry their wings to the lord of flies This is our world This is your peace Our strength and our disease These are the wills Narcotics and filth And the bodies of snakes and man |
Who Wrote Bodies By Deathstars?
Andreas Bergh, Emil Nodtveidt, Oscar Leander, Skinny Kangur
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What's The Duration Of The Bodies By Deathstars?The duration of Bodies is 4:37 minutes and seconds. |
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