Broomman's Death (исполнитель: Dirty Granny Tales)

Alienation… Walk with hungry wolves in frozen streets I’m loose
Devastation… Rotten roses bend upon the poison blend
cripple moon above, a cripple wreck of love..

Why do dreams die in the morning? Locked away in heavy walls?
What’s the point of all this morning? Revenge, the only way to go!

You know He used His ways to tease her
Filthy tricks and boasting empty words
Tricks I’d never play on her, oh no, Tricks would never stain my purest love

Feeble servants, pathetic lives desire, hopes, a pack of lies
Weed is weed and Trees are Trees. Don’t you rise in front of me!

I would kiss her every morning… “Wake up my love… wake my love”
Can’t you see my heart is yearning? “Arouse my love… arouse my love”

I was meant to be the King of Ants, She was meant to be my Queen of Ants
She will be my Queen of Ants, You should never steal my Queen of Ants…

Dolls should listen to my warnings?
Borderlines cannot be crossed
Wrath and fearsome wings are blowing

Your lives are Mine, Your lives are Mine
Your lies are Mine, your lies are Mine

Your life I’m calling off…
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