Insane Clown Posse — The Killing Fields (Riddle Box 1995)
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The Killing Fields (Riddle Box 1995) Insane Clown Posse04:55
Текст песни: The Killing Fields (Riddle Box 1995)
The Killing Fields Lyrics[Verse 1: Violent J] Laying in my bed, I think of many horror tales Yet I barely move, my bed is made of nails I try to roll off, my skin slowly tears away My flesh is stuck to the bed as I begin my day Walking out the house this morning, the sky is red The streets are crowded with the bodies of the living dead They're trying to die, they're leaping off of rooftops Uh, they only scream in pain as their body flops I'd rather stay inside my home and only pray to die But my house has been on fire since like '85 I can only stand a night of the fatal smoke But see you never die, you only burn and choke And so I leave out the house and walk the land Wild pigs run and feed off the dying men And look around you, there's bodies hanging from the trees But they're not dying, they're only crying "please" I hear the thunder in the sky, so I run and hide The deadly rain may soon come down, you've got to get inside The lunatics see the lightning, they're screaming, yes It's raining blood, the streets are a bloody mess About once or twice a week though it thunder storms That's when giant heavy red and black clouds form It's raining blood, kidneys, and livers from the sky Prepare, 'cause when you die, you're comin' to the killing fields [Chorus: Violent J & Legz Diamond] Come, come on down, down "What shall the end be? What shall the end be, when that final moment comes?" Come, come on down, down (You're comin' to the killing fields) "When the curtains are drawn, the windows are shut, the door is closed, and you've written what you've written, you said it, that's it!" Come, come on down, down "What will the end be? What about it, mister, when you've had your last beer?" Come, come on down, down "You've laughed at your family and laughed at your little wife. She begged you not to go out to that bar." [Verse 2: Violent J] As I feed off a dead pig, I'm thinking back To when I had a heartbeat and how I would act I would steal from the poor, I'd laugh at the sick But in the killing fields, you get your fuckin' neck ripped So as I walk along, I meet a lot of strange folks Some people with no eyes, and gashed-open throats And if they notice your eyeballs are working well They try to dig them out your skull, and go for self Now in the summertime, it's like a whole other realm Water becomes fire, and oceans overwhelm To walk outside, the heat will surely cook your brains Try to run across the street, your hair will burst to flames Victims in a panic run from the heated light Underneath the city, into the sewer pipes Until the fire's gone this becomes your new land But there's no food, so you feed off the other men And now it's been seven months, I'm barely fed I chase a baby billy goat with a human's head It's steady screamin' "Let me be! Let me be!" But while I chase it there's another demon chasing me All of time moves backwards, I'm growing old And still the clouds are burning fire, and so I'm told That there's a lot of living souls such as the rich That choose to live like a bitch, I'll see you in the killing fields [Chorus: Violent J & Legz Diamond] Come, come on down, down "You've had your big time of lust, sin and filth! What is the end going to be" Come, come on down, down (I'll see you in the killing fields) "When you realize that time is up? You've crossed the finish line going in the wrong direction." Come, come on down, down "What shall the end be? What about it, young man? When you've spent your life in a few years time?" Come, come on down, down "You're a burned-out shell at twenty-five years of age. What shall the end be? What about it, young lady?" [Bridge] You could go to Hell (What shall the end be?) You could go to Hell (What shall the end be?) You could go to Hell (What shall the end be?) You could go to Hell (What shall the end be?) You could go to Hell [Outro] Come, come on down, down Come, come on down, down (You're comin' to the killing fields) Come, come on down, down Come, come on down, down Come, come on down, down Come, come on down, down (You're comin' to the killing fields) Come, come on down, down Come, come on down, down
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