Nail the bodies to the crucifix,
slit the throats of all the priests.
The last smile they will ever expect
a gaping hole running right through their neck.
Snakes get fat while the good rats die,
all the pigs should be bled dry.
Whos with me?
All your sins will be forgiven
when your blood begins to thicken.
You have the answers to our questions,
god bless this great depression.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
and all the pigs should be bled dry.
Whos with me?
Throw the bodies into the streets,
nothing more than rotten meat.
Taught not to bite the hand that feeds,
Til its cold and dry and no longer bleeds.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
so all the pigs should be bled dry.
The London metropolitan,
all the fucking clergy men,
child abusers, national front,
rapists, racists, all fucking scum.
And they march hand in hand
to rape our green and pleasant land.
Dust to dust, earth to earth,
the new born babies drowned at birth.
And theres no future for Englands son,
there nine years old and they all carry guns.
Take out your crowbars, take out your knives,
drain out your blood we all deserve to die.
Its time for us to take a stand,
we are dying on our knees in this grey broken land.
And all the martyrs they have convinced themselves,
that death aint a sin when your living in hell.
There aint no glory and there aint no hope,
we will hang ourselves, just show us the rope.
There aint no scapegoats left to blame.
We brought this on ourselves,
and we could have been the change.
Great Britain is fucking dead so cut our throats,
end our lives, lets fucking start again.
编辑于2008/05/24更新

Die on a Rope歌词

The distillers[蒸馏器]

简介：

[ti:Crucifucks]
[ar:Gallows]
[al:Grey Britain]
[by: ]
[00:-04.00]Gallows - Crucifucks
[00:-03.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:-02.00]@ @
[00:-01.00]
[00:01.44]Nail the bodies to the crucifix,
[00:03.59]slit the throats of all the priests.
[00:06.36]The last smile they will ever expect
[00:09.05]a gaping hole running right through their neck.
[00:14.00]Snakes get fat while the good rats die,
[00:16.53]all the pigs should be bled dry.
[00:18.85]Whos with me?
[00:21.65]All your sins will be forgiven
[00:23.92]when your blood begins to thicken.
[00:26.51]You have the answers to our questions,
[00:28.94]god bless this great depression.
[00:33.58]The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
[00:36.71]and all the pigs should be bled dry.
[00:38.98]Whos with me?
[00:41.62]
[00:45.55]Throw the bodies into the streets,
[00:49.30]nothing more than rotten meat.
[00:52.59]Taught not to bite the hand that feeds,
[00:55.22]Til its cold and dry and no longer bleeds.
[00:58.52]The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
[01:01.52]so all the pigs should be bled dry.
[01:04.70]
[01:16.57]The London metropolitan,
[01:20.39]all the fucking clergy men,
[01:23.58]child abusers, national front,
[01:27.01]rapists, racists, all fucking scum.
[01:29.83]And they march hand in hand
[01:33.16]to rape our green and pleasant land.
[01:35.84]Dust to dust, earth to earth,
[01:38.94]the new born babies drowned at birth.
[01:42.51]And theres no future for Englands son,
[01:45.50]there nine years old and they all carry guns.
[01:48.15]Take out your crowbars, take out your knives,
[01:51.07]drain out your blood we all deserve to die.
[01:56.16]
[02:05.68]Its time for us to take a stand,
[02:12.58]we are dying on our knees in this grey broken land.
[02:19.57]And all the martyrs they have convinced themselves,
[02:25.57]that death aint a sin when your living in hell.
[02:29.22]
[02:31.52]There aint no glory and there aint no hope,
[02:36.58]we will hang ourselves, just show us the rope.
[02:43.50]There aint no scapegoats left to blame.
[02:49.60]We brought this on ourselves,
[02:53.22]and we could have been the change.
[02:56.54]Great Britain is fucking dead so cut our throats,
[03:04.32]end our lives, lets fucking start again.
[03:11.83]

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