Heathen - Death by hanging
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Death By Hanging
Well, raise ’em high and string ’em up
We’ve gotcha, now you’re good as dead
From the gallows to your grave
It’s gona take your life away
Crime they say, does not pay
And you’re the living proof
But not for long, cause you’ll be hung
By your neck
Thirteen knots around your neck
Will really give you quite a stretch
From the gallows to your grave
It’s gonna take your breath away
Death by hanging
Death from the gallows
Death by hanging around
Death by hanging
Death from the gallows
Death by hanging around
Raise the slime and string ‘em up
We’ve gotcha, now you’re good as gone
From the gallows to your grave
It’s gona take it all away
The crowd they cheer as you climb the stairs
Finally you’re a star
But not for long, cause you’ll be hung
By your neck
Death by hanging
Death from the gallows
Death by hanging around
Death by hanging
Death from the gallows
Death by hanging around
Crime they say, does not pay
And you’re the living proof
But not for long, cause you’ll be hung
By your neck
Death by hanging
Death from the gallows
Death by hanging around
Death by hanging
Death from the gallows
Death by hanging around
Inne utwory
Mercy is no virtue Prisioners of the fate Opiate of the masses Hypnotized Open the grave Pray for death The holy war Fear of the unknown Death on two legs Breaking the silence Save the skull Kill the king Timeless cell of prophecy Worlds end Morbid curiosity Losowe utwory
… kraj to dzikem był, borem ponurem porosły,
gdzie smolarz w wądole siarkę tlił,
gdzie stukot stawidła i bas tura doniosły,
gdzie żerenie bobrowe, kosze wiklinowe,
światowidła i swarożyca posagi granitowe,
… i nie cenion ten kruszon, czy kruszec,
Tam kołacz i miód, wnyk, płóg i czepiec.
I spokojny to kraj, śród jezior tonący.
I przaśny ten chleb...
Kiedy nas otuli ciemność
Jak puszysty miękki płaszcz
Gdy zostaniesz tylko ze mną
I gdy będzie dużo gwiazd
Gdy zadzwoni cisza nocna
A umilknie inny głos
Gdy nie można będzie poznać
Czy to ty
Czy to ja
Czy noc
Always fighting the storm
Afraid to suffer the wound
All praise to that conscious one
Who always suffers the wound, child
Suffers the wound, child
Hey!
Suffers the wound!
Never turns from love
Give it up
Always try to...
I can be just like the others
I can act just like your brother
I can dress just like your mother
I can be but I don t bother
In a minute, In a minute
I can be these things
In a minute...
Canten los hombres de fe
Del glorioso y gran Rey
Cuando débil fuerte El es
Y El se perfecciona en Ti
Griten al norte y al sur
Canten al este y oeste
Cristo es el Salvador
Del clelo y la tierra es...