Cover di The Director's Cut

The Director's Cut
Album - 9 luglio 2001 - Debaser id 54104

di Fantômas

You must guard this secret with your life
The hour has come
Breathe life into clay
A slave
We will be saved
When he rises up a mental brave

The creature walks, Combat the enemy

Follow follow follow follow follow follow follow
Your enemy
Follow follow follow follow follow follow follow
Your enemy
The creature walks
Now who's your enemy?

I'm the Golem
The secret stolen
This is my body

I walk again

Life born anew
Let silence scorn you
Reach out my body

I walk again
Il tuo voto:
This luck you can't buy
Won't touch you this time
One day this dirty stool pigeon will fly

Halos and charmed lives
I'll help you next time
One day this dirty stool pigeon will fly

And hear the angels sing
Reach out and spread my wings in hell

Your luck has run dry
Caught in the bulls-eye
Today this pretty lil� birdy will die
Will die
Will die
No singing tonight
Il tuo voto:
Screams and moans and bats and bones
Teenage monsters in haunted homes
The ghosts on the stair
The vampires bite
Better beware, there's a full moon tonight

Cannibal spiders creep and crawl
Boys and ghouls having a ball
Frankenstein, Dracula and even the Mummy
Are sure to end up in someone's tummy

Take a fresh rodent, some toadstools and weeds
And an old owl and the young one she breeds
Mix in seven legs of an eight-legged beast
Then you are all set for a cannibal feast

Sit around the fire with the cup of brew
A fiend and a werewolf on each side of you
This cannibal orgy is strange to behold
And the maddest story ever told
Il tuo voto:
Sanguis bebimus
corpus edimus
Sanguis bebimus
corpus edimus

Sanguis bebimus
corpus edimus
Rotted corpus Satani ave
Sanguis bebimus
corpus edimus

Rotted corpus Satani ave
Ave versus Jesus Cristus
Ave versus Jesus Cristus
Ave versus Jesus Cristus

Satani

Sanguis bebimus
corpus edimus
Rotted corpus Satani
Satani
Satani
Il tuo voto:
You hear the whisper calling
You hear the whisper calling
You hear the whisper calling
You hear the whisper calling

Every comb of hair
The times you see red
Every hair on your head
Every thread on your back
Every piece of skin
Every mouth you've fed
Every word that you said
Every drop that you bled

You hear the whisper calling
Il tuo voto:
Memories
Fade to gray
My smile
Your name
Roof leaks
Dim lights
Low rent
High tide
Boxsprings
Spare change
Your scent
My ways
Your breath
My air
Fog lifts
I stare

You're gone, but I'm there
I'm gone, but you're there
You're gone, but I'm there
I'm gone, but you're there
Il tuo voto:
When we play our charade
We were like children posing
Playing at games
Acting out names
Guessing the parts we play

Oh what a hit we made
We came on next to closing
Best on the bill
Lovers until
Love left the masquerade

Fate seemed to pull the strings
I turned and you were gone
While from the darkened wing
The music box played on

Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still
I always will
Best on the bill
Charade

Fate seemed to pull the strings
I turned and you were gone
While from the darkened wing
The music box played on, and on

Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still
GuessI always will
Best on the bill
Charade
Il tuo voto:
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