Текст (слова) песни: Manic Street Preachers - Archives Of Pain
I wonder who you think you are You damn well think you`re God or something God give life, God taketh it away, not you I think you are the Devil itself
If hospitals cure Then prisons must bring their pain Don`t be ashamed to slaughter The centre of humanity is cruelty There is never redemption Any fool can regret yesterday Nail it to the House of Lords You will be buried in the same box as a killer, as a killer, as a killer
A drained white body hangs from the gallows Is more righteous than Hindley`s crotchet lectures Pain not penance, forget martyrs, remember victims The weak die young and right now we crouch to make them strong
Kill Yeltsin, who`s saying? Zhirinovsky, Le Pen, Hindley and Brady, Ireland, Allit, Sutcliffe, Dahmer, Nielson, Yoshinori Ueda, Blanche and Pickles, Amin, Milosovic Give them respect they deserve Give them the respect they deserve Give them the respect they deserve Give them the respect they deserve
Execution needed A bloody vessel for your peace If man makes death then death makes man Tear the torso with horses and chains Killers view themselves like they view the world, they pick at the holes Not punish less, rise the pain Sterilise rapists, all I preach is extinction
Kill Yeltsin, who`s saying? Zhirinovsky, Le Pen, Hindley and Brady, Ireland, Allit, Sutcliffe, Dahmer, Nielson, Yoshinori Ueda, Blanche and Pickles, Amin, Milosovic Give them respect they deserve Give them the respect they deserve Give them the respect they deserve Give them the respect they d e s e r v e
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