ugly words ugly crimes ugly thoughts invade your mind no charity, no dignity no sympathy so I'll be deaf dumb and blind today nausea is all I feel today
Превод: Створења. Штета.
and dies in silence All decays and breaks silence All decays then dies Sadness chimes bitter times hardened fools unfair unkind Mercy me Mercy you Say you do have pity
[Melvin] Life on a mattress in a room- in a room full of emptiness [Fat Mike] Knowledge has much better uses than self-pity and superiority [Melvin
minute, Let the heart decide, it's time to care. What is this sad fascination, To rip off another's skin. Shame! shame! shame! Fancy people in furcoat - what a pitiful
Idle hands may be the devil's work Unbridled minds you see are so much worse Too much pity spent and wasting time Irresponsibility, not my only crime,
creature We're all trapped behind the mirror Out here on the border, yes we are Please have pity Pity on your brother Pity on your sister Pity on each other Every living creature
What the fuck is really going on with me? I'm not a creature in a circus freak show Really like to be Don't feel sorry but there's always pity here I
of the human empire) No prophet cast the money lenders From their polystyrene temples No one heard the penny drop All interest shown was incidental Pity
of poverty and suffering? Do you know the story of shame and loneliness? A cold winter and a cold heart that stole the life Of an old man No pity and
your soul Preacher got busted and now he's not preaching He is a hypocrite in prison who's weeping In a lonely abyss of self pity and sorrow Secret
The grief that lies bleeding in me No less in pity than in glory O creatures that are dearest to me... ...put on your crowns I look into the sky and
You're welcome my children of the Night to my world of chaos/sanity is just a weird form of madness/open your pity souls and taste the power of my dark
listeners. Every time I grab the mic, I leave blood stains, 'cause I'm flowin' like a blood vein. I'm like the devil, I flow like a creature. And you
fool, the ghetto is my land fool I?ma never be able to fly like a bumblebee Try not to be underneath your sneaker, pitiful creature I?m not afraid of
on this evening They all say they fresh but I'm here now Who you believin Who couldn't hear a hit if you hit up What a pity, you tried to be quick wit
Who had taken her to his deadly embrace And shunned her from all light The Sun rose and set a million times In the southern horizon Before he felt pity
stream of consciousness Crowning me into the corestones of "heaven" Facing me with old, embittered entities Higher beings, driven insane in the mighty river of eternity Pitiful creatures
