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Bela Lugosi’s Dead

White on white translucent black capes
Back on the rack
Bela Lugosi's dead
The bats have left the bell tower
The victims have been bled
Red velvet lines
The black box
 
Bela Lugosi's dead
Bela Lugosi's dead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
 
The virginal brides
File past his tomb
Strewn with time's dead flowers
Bereft in deathly bloom
Alone in a darkened room
The count
 
Bela Lugosi's dead
Bela Lugosi's dead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
Oh Bela...
Undead undead undead...
 

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Penny to My Name

Bill and I got married following our first-born
Daddy left this gas and convenience store just before he died
And I was only nineteen when I had my third baby
Sometimes I think maybe I should've left here long ago
 
Travellers are stopping by, check their oil and their psi
Gas up and away they fly, moving down the line
But this beat up truck and worn out shoes
Always giving me the blues
Billy sucking down the booze nearly every night
 
I never seen the city lights
How they must shine so bright
Not like this country night
The sky's black as coal
And this gas station mountain home
Not a thing to call my own
How I wish I was alone
With a penny to my name
 
Strangers say this mountain here is beautiful beyond compare
But it's just a dumb old mountain there, I see it every day
If I could see the sunset skies
Over fields of grain or ocean tides
City skyline in the night, I'll be dancing till the dawn
 
I never seen the city lights
How they must shine so bright
Not like this country night
The sky's black as coal
And this gas station mountain home
Not a thing to call my own
How I wish I was alone
With a penny to my name
 
Bill and I got married following our first-born
Daddy left this gas and convenience store just before he died
Maybe Bill and I someday will find a chance to get away
Until then it's here I'll stay, wishing on a star
 
I never seen the city lights
How they must shine so bright
Not like this country night
The sky's black as coal
And this gas station mountain home
Not a thing to call my own
How I wish I was alone
With a penny to my name
 

Cemetary Stillness

The carnal caress of fading hands - fingers that are vanishing.
Absorbed into the void - lingering for a second just to fade.
A touch of the ghost - cold of sweetly well-known.
A wish for things to pass - from this realm that we're suffering
And the earth is left alone - to fend for a life of stillness.
 
The cemetery stillness -
Like gloomy lonely breeze.
The cemetery stillness -
As life runs away and the soul flies free.
The cemetery stillness -
Like gloomy lonely breeze.
The cemetery stillness -
As life runs away and the soul flies free.
 
The concentrated past deeds - the salt and sweat of years,
All set to be released - as the flesh slowly decays.
A touch of the ghost - cold or sweetly well-known,
A wish for things to pass - from this realm that we're suffering,
And the earth is left alone - to fend for a life of stillness.
 
The cemetery stillness -
Like gloomy lonely breeze.
The cemetery stillness -
As life runs away and the soul flies free.
The cemetery stillness -
Like gloomy lonely breeze.
The cemetery stillness -
As life runs away and the soul flies free.
 
The soul flies free - in a cemetery breeze,
The soul flies free - in a cemetery breeze,
The soul flies free - in a cemetery breeze,
The soul flies free - in a cemetery breeze.
 

Threat Level No. 3

Society I beg of thee
Open your hateful arms to me
For now I am just like you
You see my balls rattle in a jar
 
‘neath smiling mask remains a past
As I recant couldn’t help but laugh
Was that really me who had sipped from the glass
Wrought of all pedophilic sin?
 
Merely the calm thrust between
The two most violent storms man’s seen
Or a libido guillotined forevermore?
 
They dangle bait right in my face
That once did make my heart so race
But hormonally my desire replaced
To quell all but the faintest roar
 
Merrily o mother let them play
The boogeyman he has gone away
The slender one who would make his prey
From the good little girls and boys
 
Come tempt the fates I do implore
For I am not He anymore
Subject to all parental scorn
Demon exiled
 
Threat level number three
A badge to my reign of depravity
If it’s only my death that can set us all free
Then what is it we’re waiting for?
 
My crimes of sick lust they’ve secured me a space
In a man’s most befeared and respected of place
In the home of the horned and His torturing flames
I deserve all of this and more
 
Thwarting the raping beast
That deep inside me sleeps
In a hope that this history will never repeat
My dick my gun now obsolete
 
Are we all here just grasping at straws?
Is the Devil’s will absolute is it stronger than laws?
Can I walk freely down darkened streets that I’ve stalked?
Is there truly a hope left for me?
 
Down her leg blood trickled
I remember her every breath
Chemically castrated
Normality is mandated for now
 
Leaden the weight of this arms they could not bear
Gonadal atrophy a product of their care
Reclusive enemy inside me he dwells
Guilt swells abysmally unequaled my hells
 
Society I truly beg of thee
I should remain behind silver lock and key
Feeling the rip of young tissues ‘round my meat
Now a fading dream to this pitch-blackened sheep
 
Threat level number three
A badge to my reign of depravity
If it’s only my death that can set us all free
Then what is it we’re waiting for?
 
My crimes of sick lust they’ve secured me a space
In a man’s most befeared and respected of place
In the home of the horned and His torturing flames
I deserve all of this and more
 
Thwarting the raping beast
That deep inside me sleeps
In a hope that this history will never repeat
My dick my gun now obsolete
 
Are we all here just grasping at straws?
The Devil’s will absolute is it stronger than laws?
Can I walk freely down darkened streets that I’ve stalked?
Is there truly a hope that is left for poor pathetic fucking me?
 

Daisy Lane

Outside it's summer, indoors it's cool
It's just after 3pm, I see kids leaving school
Policeman are walking, walking in lines
Tight side by side
A young boy's died

15 years old, slow walking alone
They stole his phone, he never got home
Three boys in hoods
A warm summer's day
Stuck him and killed him and then ran away

Now there's red spray paint slashed on the wall
R.I.P. Baby, we love you from all
Just that one moment, ended their days
Outside my house on Daisy Lane...