Cover di Ballet of the Brute

Ballet of the Brute
Album - 7 june 2004 - Debaser id 154267

By HateSphere

[Music: P. Lyse Hansen / Hatesphere]

[Instrumental]
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[Music: P. Lyse Hansen / Hatesphere, Lyrics: P. Lyse Hansen / M. Ehlert / J. Bredahl]

Fighting to be released
From the strings attached to me
Intriguing voice invades my head
The dark side speaks to me

Deathtrip
For death I am yearning
Deathtrip
My whole world is burning

I enter the gates to his mind
Let the sickness inside
The rush of power turns me on
Raise the hatchet for the below

Deathtrip
For death I am yearning
Deathtrip
My whole world is burning

This rush of blood
Has turned against me
Pleasure and pain goes hand in hand
The hatchet’s pointing my way
Deathtrip
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Finding the best spot of the curb
The main ambition in life
Cardboard bed bagged and packed
Waiting for better thing to come

No hope can't cope
The lowest step of the ladder
Downward spiral to nothing
The smallest rat in the pack

Loneliness and isolation
Every man for himself...

Destiny is the rulemaker
The friend is a jawbreaker
Being king of the curb
What a rush to inhale

Loneliness and isolation
Every man for himself...

Escaping reality
By swimming noselanes
In the snowy seas of sorrow
Being the centre of the world
Being centre of nothing

No hope can't cope
The lowest step of the ladder
Downward spiral to nothing
The smallest rat in the pack

Becoming the king of the hill
Caused by a twisted mind
No chance of recovery
No future to find

Loneliness and isolation
Every man for himself...

Tomorrow, a new day will come...
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[Music: H. Bastrup Jacobsen / P. Lyse Hansen / Hatesphere, Lyrics: A. Gyldenψhr]

Taking aim as I approach
The scenario is set for our world to explode
We’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time
There’ll be no salvation for us
I bet this night will be sublime

My tube of death
Is pointing your way
My warhead is armed
Better beg for mercy today
Beg for mercy!

Fire in the hole!
You scream in despair
Releasing my cluster bombs
From high in the air

Penetrating your defence
I’m spreading my disease
Onto you
The pain I release

My tube of death
Is pointing your way
My warhead is armed
Better beg for mercy today
Beg for mercy!

The wardrums are played
With my stick on your skin
I’m the black hole tailgunner
Coming straight out of hell

Your body is trembling
Going into aftershock
Of all the bitches in the world
You were my best fuck

My tube of death
Is pointing your way
My warhead is armed
Better beg for mercy today
Beg for mercy!
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