The Cult - American Gothic Lyrics
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American Gothic
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What Are The Lyrics For American Gothic By The Cult?
I look inside your black heaven
I see your naked altar there, yeah, yeah-yeah They rip you down and criticize you Too strong to bend, too strong to care, oh-oh, oh Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the death machine Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the death machine American gothic raven boy Child monster with insect hair, yeah, heh-heh You destroy this moral prison You free the slaves, you free the slaves You free the slaves, you free the Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine Black star, white light A black star, white light A black star, white light A black star, white light American gothic, your black heaven American gothic, your black heaven, yeah, your black heaven American gothic, your black heaven, yeah, your black heaven American gothic, it's your black heaven, your black heaven Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine American gothic American gothic American dream Your black heaven Your black heaven Your black heaven |
Who Wrote American Gothic By The Cult?
Ian Robert Astbury, William Henry Duffy
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What's The Duration Of The American Gothic By The Cult?The duration of American Gothic is 3:56 minutes and seconds. |
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