Phantasmogore - love to the grave.

      
        
        
        
music:Midisoft/Energy Minds               
(C) Krueger/Delirium Tremens              
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 LOVE TO THE GRAVE        
                                          
I love dead women -                  
They're so beautiful                        
And in matters of flight                       
Completely safe.                         
It’s very calm with them -                   
No tears, no goodbyes,                      
They don't have to give                         
No promises                         
You don't have to spend money                   
To flowers and cafes,                          
Do not feed, do not drink,                      
Don't walk in the moonlight...                     
I love dead women                    
And in the ass and so on,                           
After all, they are already dead,                      
They don't care how.It's very nice to be with them,                     
No problems in the morning -                    
He did his job                         
He laid them out among the coffins.                       
I love dead women.                   
But only three days                        
For further they                            
They stink on me.                          
I love dead women                   
I love them very much                          
And you, my joy,                       
This night I will kill...                        
                                          
       
                 
                 
                 
                 
            
                    
                    
                    
                    
                    
                    
                    
                    
                                          
 AFTER DEATH             
                                          
After death, after death                 
I will become food for the worm.                   
The prospect, believe me,                  
This one makes me happy!                          
                                          
You will come to the wake,                    
Shed tears and remember                   
Pathetic picture:                      
Brother, sister, father and mother.                  
                                          
And they will put me in a box,                    
To be buried in it,                   
They'll take you somewhere far away                    
If they bury me, I'll rot...                  
                                          
After death, after death                 
I'm swelling up like a dirigible,                 
I stink like a garbage dump                      
Like a rancid marinade.                    
                                          
I'm npotyxhy, I'll turn sour                    
I'll rot and decay,                      
All over the body including the pussy,                
I'm onI'll crawl apart in my grave.                    
                                          
I'll give myself to the bugs                     
I'll give the worms a surprise.                    
After death... Yes, guys,                
Awesome life!                       
                                          
                                          
 FUNERAL         
I will give myself to the bugs,                     
I'll give the worms a surprise.                    
After death... Yes, guys,                
Awesome life!                       
                                          
                                          
 FUNERAL         
                                          
What a loss, what a loss!                
Hard to believe! After all, this is necessary!..      
Kruger, bitch, cheated everyone -              
Played in the box, rolled up the flippers.              
But don’t hope, we won’t forgive -           
Let's make SO much noise at the funeral!                
First, we will arrange the cremation of the corpse.            
(Mangy Kruger looks stupid)         
Then we'll behead you and play football.         
(Tiden will score the decisive goal).              
We'll kick the ball around for about two hours,                
And under the stump - let it stink there.           
The body... Let it hang on a birch tree -       
Scaring passers-by...