Johnny Truant

Johnny Truant - The Grotesque songtekst

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Round up heaven's drunk ones booze grips the lungs we 
are a battle raging forward at the sun

This skull is empty love has left me here unsung 
release the wolves before the town's rats overcome

Heaven's a bastard place watching nurses piss on open 
graves 
warriors rise from their tombs will they save our 
fortune

Lead the pigs and creatures onward
doves peck at the wounded save room for the dead 

It's time for the living to march on till the end

We are the ones who wanted more than this wretched life 

I just can't breathe without a drop of the finest wine 
in this perfect life

Tattoo the crotch of the heavenly father young blood 
you've got the best of me

The angels failed to mention the price you're gonna 
have to pay pawning dreams of our mouths around the 
virgin

All my dreams are broken wrapped in sequences. Humanity
All my devastation bare the consequence. Humanity 
All my complications lead to consequence. Humanity

We gave it to our fathers for a second chance to live 
for free 

To live for free

The grotesque

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