Halford - Stained Class Lyrics

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Stained Class

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What Are The Lyrics For Stained Class By Halford?
Wild-eyed and tight fisted, I'm fused to the bone
I stand contemplating, reacting alone Impaled with betrayal The tourniquet turns Society's creation Pole-axed out and burnt Long ago when man was king, his heart was clean now he's stained class Time has slashed each untouched thing, so now he's just a stained class king Transfixed at deliverance, is this all there is Faithless continuum, into the abyss Fierce is my conviction, absolute my belief I spit at you apathy, and seducer deceit Long ago when man was king, his heart was clean now he's stained class Time has slashed each untouched thing, so now he's just a stained class king Lethal, deadly, hung, drawn and quartered He slaughtered and faltered and altered the world But by doing so smashed all his hopes and Utopian dreams Whipping, stripping, peeling the flesh off, relentless and senseless His lust snapped like vipers whose fangs sank in deep To infest and decay from the core Impaled with betrayal, the tourniquet turns Society's creation, pole-axed out and burnt Long ago when man was king, his heart was clean now he's stained class Time has slashed each untouched thing, so now he's just a stained class king Stained class king |
Who Wrote Stained Class By Halford?
Glenn Raymond Tipton, Rob Halford
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What's The Duration Of The Stained Class By Halford?The duration of Stained Class is 5:32 minutes and seconds. |
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