Текст песни Mélancolia - All_Is_Rust

Оригинальный текст песни All_Is_Rust

Six feet closer to god

BLOOD OF CHRIST
that I no longer seek
CRUCIFUCKED
No longer turning the other cheek
When the bleach no longer cleans
Lace me up in black, let my wrist paint the sink

And the cycle keeps repeating
(we will bathe in the tears of god (TEARS OF GOD) till we rust like the nails hammered to the cross)
let me wash my hands of me
I saw through holy light as though the stars shot from my eyes
Is there anything left to say?
Sign my wrist and let this blade do the talking

under the fluorescence cold where the light shall surely soon depart me (depart me)
spoiled substance fill me up with misery
until i lose the memory succumbing to my injuries of gods deeds (of gods deeds)
like a canker sore on the lips of the lord
they would never dare to speak my name
until i close my eyes
i’ll only feel myself in pain

no one will miss me when i’m dead

(we will bathe in the tears of god (TEARS OF GOD) till we rust like the nails hammered to the cross)

WE ALL RUST

BLOOD OF CHRIST
that I no longer seek
CRUCIFUCKED
No longer turning the other cheek
When the bleach no longer cleans
Lace me up in black, let my wrist paint the sink

ON MY KNEES
so he can martyr me?
CANONISED
rip me apart like the other saints?
When the bleach no longer cleans
Lace me up in black, let my wrist paint the sink

we all leave in a bodybag

home sweet home in a casket
we all leave in a bodybag