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Soilbleed (V.3)
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Soilbleed (V.3) è stato pubblicato il 9 maggio 2014 da Shortwired Music come parte dell'album Soilbleed Redux, Vol. 2
9 maggio 2014
EtichettaShortwired Music
LinguaEnglish
BPM134
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

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The Marine Corps does not want robots
The Marine Corps wants killers
The Marine Corps wants to build indestructible men
Men without fear
The Marine Corps wants killers
Men without fear
The Marine Corps wants killers
Men without fear
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four (Definitely fuck you up)
One, two, three, four
And then you will be in a world of shit
My Corps (My Corps)
Your Corps (Your Corps)
Our Corps (Our Corps)
Marine Corps (Marine Corps)
My Corps (My Corps)
Your Corps (Your Corps)
Our Corps (Our Corps)
Marine Corps (Marine Corps)
Scythe's cold edge thrust spreading blood on their face
Bells toll the coming of their final days
Red flowers growing to mark all our tears
The pain and the anguish we're planting the seeds
Reaching forward through the dark
Dead marching forward, much colder than the cud
Reaching forward, forward through the dark
Spreading the soilbleed, no return when you're marked
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
My Corps (My Corps)
Your Corps (Your Corps)
Our Corps (Our Corps)
Marine Corps (Marine Corps)
My Corps (My Corps)
Your Corps (Your Corps)
Our Corps (Our Corps)
Marine Corps (Marine Corps)
Rot and corrosion, the froth in your lungs
There is no release, gasp despair through the mud
Red flowers growing to mark all our tears
The pain and the anguish, we're planting the seeds
Reaching forward through the dark
Dead marching forward, much colder than the cud
Reaching forward, forward through the dark
Spreading the soilbleed, no return when you're marked
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
My Corps (My Corps)
Your Corps (Your Corps)
Our Corps (Our Corps)
Marine Corps (Marine Corps)
My Corps (My Corps)
Your Corps (Your Corps)
Our Corps (Our Corps)
Marine Corps (Marine Corps)
From my cold, dead hands
From my cold, dead hands
One, dead
Two, evil
Three, torture
Four, kill
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
My Corps (My Corps)
Your Corps (Your Corps)
Our Corps (Our Corps)
Marine Corps (Marine Corps)
My Corps (My Corps)
Your Corps (Your Corps)
Our Corps (Our Corps)
Marine Corps (Marine Corps)
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit, distorted creed
You know that your time has come when the soil bleeds
One, soil
Two, bleeds
Three, soil
Four, bleeds
One, two, three, four (Soil bleeds)
One, two, three, four (Soil)
One, two, three, four (Bleeds)
I am in a world of shit
Written by: Josselin Tucker
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