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Burry the priest and burn religion alive
Baptize at birth with the black brush’s wine
The uncrowned king unholy
Forget about the crucifix
My rising sign is 666

Can’t you see the way they twist and turn
You watch it burn
Just sign right here and watch the tables turn
You want the world
I’ll show the way
Just raise your fist and let me hear you say

Hey you want it
Hey you need it
Say hey you want it
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Get it, get it, go

Incarnation can bring down the stars
Five-thousand times, and their service is ours
Obscene, unclean, unholy
The losers, dope-fiends, and don’t forget
The worthless, no good, piece of shit

Come with me and we’ll drink a toast to anarchy
All we need is excess and ecstasy
You want the world
I’ll show the way
Just raise your fist and let me hear you say

And you its plain to see
In our society
All of us will bleed
But your war is not with me
There are many of those who oppose us

All of this could always be the way that you would want it to
Come on down right now and sell your soul
It’s what you want to do
This could be the only way
Forget the fucking judgment day
Ignorant is Bliss, so raise your fist and say Hey

Y a quelque chose qui grandit dans ta tête
Y a quelque chose qui t éloigne de moi
Y a quelque chose dans ces matins amers
Y a trop de nuits à chercher la lumière
Y a quelque chose qui grandit dans ton silence
Y...

Shouldn t have that far to go
The less you think the more you know
It seems the dream is impossible
Never made a difference so why should you
Promise me you won t look at me
There s nothing left here to talk about...

Dwie
Kocham dwie
Dobrze wiem, że to grzeszna miłość

Lecz
Tak to jest
Każda z nich pragnie być jedyną
Nie - na to nie ma szans

Bo skoro miłość to traf
Który przydarza się raz
Jak tu powiedzieć jej...

Chodzę i szukam, szukam i chodzę
Szperam w szafach, patrzę po podłodze
Idę do Andrzeja, czy coś się zmieniło w wreszcie?
Makabra!
Chcecie wierzcie lub nie wierzcie

Nie ma towaru w mieście

Jedni mówią, że jest to efekt wojny
Poci mi się kark, jestem wielce niespokojny
Inni znów mówią, iż...

I hate your way i don t care what you say i hate
Your way i don t care and i m only half there so i
Don t care they can cut me down til i m the talk of
The town i m a fool for you had to...