Cover di Only Theatre of Pain

Only Theatre of Pain
Album - 11 febbraio 1982 - Debaser id 2630

di Christian Death

In the shallow holes of a thousand eyes
in the knee-deep graves of future survivors
The fleshless guests live off children of the past
Their aging fingers cast the Shadow of Death

Their razor sharp tongues invite to relax
as they slip the skin of your eyelids back
invasive spectators get into the act
with roses and candles
silver knives and spoons

persona read women dance with priests on a side road
your vision perspectives are turning to stone
cabaret slide show starts shooting their loads
Act one is the end, the show
now begins...

Their razor sharp tongues invite to relax
as they slip the skin of your eyelids back
invasive spectators get into the act
with roses and candles
silver knives and spoons

Breath ballet prancers spin on porcelain backbones
a child's muddled cry turns into hilarity
ungracious freeloaders leave their dead on a doorstep
Flowers of doom bloom in prosperity
luxuries of past days are
luxuries of our days
luxuries of past days
luxuries of our days
Il tuo voto:
Sevlesmeth pleh ohw esoth spleh dog
Sevlesmeth pleh ohw esoth spleh dog
Dog!

Ereth si on ytic fo dog
Ereth si on ytic fo dog
Ytic fo dog

It's only theatre of pain
It's only theatre of pain
It's only theatre of pain
It's only theatre of pain
Only theatre of pain
Only theatre of pain
Only theatre of pain

Surrogate mother
Surrogate father
Uoy era ym olich
Uoy ma I
Uoy era em
Uoy era em

It's only theatre of pain
It's only theatre of pain
Only theatre of pain
Only theatre of pain

Peru resh!
Peru resh!
Peru resh!
Peru resh!
Peru resh!
Peru resh!
Peru resh!
Peru resh!
Ahis zyxur li peru resh
Ahis zyxur li peru resh
Ahis zyxur li peru resh
Ahis zyxur li
Reficul!
Il tuo voto:
Incurable disease on the day of rest
I'm walking on water in a sea of incest
I've got the image of Jesus embedded in my chest
I can't leave home without my bullet proof vest
Killing myself for the perfect honeymoon
Fighting with scorpions tied 'round my neck
I hear the pitter patter of a killer on the loose
Children use their fingers instead of words
Crosses burn our temples on slaughter avenue
It takes too much time for me to say I refuse
Time is digging graves for the chosen few
Children dig the graves of me and you

Describe the illness, I'll prescribe the cure
start your two day life on a two day vacation... (x2)

Spiritual cramp going for my ribs
Those gangsters toting guns are shooting spikes through my wrist
Children use their fingers instead of words
Fingers bury children under the boards
I can die a thousand times, But I'll always be here
With the powder skull secrets of forgotten years
The hangman noose is drenched with bloodstained tears
My hands are the killers that confirm my fears
Jesus wont you touch me, come into my heart
Where the Hell are you, when the fire starts?

I'm using my fingers instead of words... (x2)

On a mission of the father to reduce the gates of hell
The ivory bone eyed mother's flesh is starting to swell
I'm setting twenty-two tables for the funeral feast
Satan is by far the kindest beast...
Il tuo voto:
ROMEO'S DISTRESS (Rozz / Rikk)

Burning crosses
on a nigger's lawn
burning dollars
what's a house without a home?
dance in your white sheet glory
dance in your passion
talk about sugar on the six fingered beast
conversation about the holes in your hands
walk through the garden
of men's desires
conversation about
the kingdom of fire
What's that moving in the basement?
What's that moving in the attic
Who's that walking in the shadow
Who's that walking in the streets

(chorus)
Kiss on my hand
After dark
hand for a kiss
a dark inside my hand
Kiss on my hand
After dark
Kiss on my hand

Romance in sequence
Harmful to the blind
Burning hearts
through the top of your skull
Dance in your white sheet glory
Dance in your passion
your days are numbered
with creations in your pocket
Your days are numbered with the love in your eyes
Love?

What's that moving in the basement?
What's that moving in the attic?
Who's that lying on the altar?
Who's that lying in the streets?

(chorus)

Pull down the Sheets
Take off your clothes
Get out of bed
I'm so tired
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