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In my Head
01:55
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all i do, iˋm here to kill you
all i do, iˋm here to kill you
traveling through hell and back,
and bloody rain falls on my head, my head ... oh oh oh
sun is burning on my skin,
the devil calls me, he wants in, my head ... in my head
all i do, iˋm here to kill you
all i do, iˋm here to kill you
invasion from mars attacks,
they spew acid shit against my head, my head ... oh oh oh
armyˋs of walking dead
but they cant hit me because youre in my head ... in my head
all i do, iˋm here to kill you
all i do, iˋm here to kill you
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Talk the devil
01:24
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i saw you bitch cheating around ... all i knew
dancing sexy without sound ... all i knew
i talk the devil, what can i do
he sais i have to kill you
he wants me to do it ... all i knew
i talk the devil, what can i do
he sais i have to kill you
he wants me to do it ... all i knew
searching for my calming pills ... all i knew
my brain is on fire, iˋm going crazy ... all i knew
i talk the devil, what can i do
he sais i have to kill you
he wants me to do it ... all i knew
i talk the devil, what can i do
he sais i have to kill you
he wants me to do it ... all i knew
no one can stop me this morning ... all i knew
a corpse now lieing in my bed ... all i knew
i talk the devil, what can i do
he sais i have to kill you
he wants me to do it ... all i knew
i talk the devil, what can i do
he sais i have to kill you
he wants me to do it ... all i knew
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Samara
02:14
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Ohhhh Ohh Ohh
Ohhhh Ohh Ohh
Ohhhh Ohh Ohh
The result of a rape Born as supernatural
An overstrained mother who tries to drown her child
in an old musty well at the back of the yard
To cast out the demons from her little girl
She was stopped by nuns and locked up in an asylum
The extraordinary child given up for adoption
unwitting she brings stepmother around her mind
banished to the barn She loses control
Samara Samara
makes you lose your mind
Samara Samara
makes you see bad things
Samara Samara
You have only seven days
The stepmother tries To suffocate her with a bag
Throws her into a well Dead after 7 days
She couldn’t escape the well Her spirit longs for revenge
Samara Samara
makes you lose your mind
Samara Samara
makes you see bad things
Samara Samara
You have only seven days
Samara Samara
makes you lose your mind
Samara Samara
makes you see bad things
Samara Samara
You have only seven days
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Pull the trigger
02:16
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I pull the trigger 321 explode…Oooh oooh
I pull the trigger 321 explode…Oooh oooh
Lost in space Aliens everywhere
Who is enemy and who is friend
Can you tell me? Can you tell me?
I pull the trigger 321 explode…Oooh oooh
I pull the trigger 321 explode…Oooh oooh
Everytime they come for us
They come to kill us we have to fight
Do you fight with me
I pull the trigger 321 explode…Oooh oooh
I pull the trigger 321 explode…Oooh oooh
Lost in space
lost contact with the earth
Is all this true or just some kind of hell
Dead Alien bodies
float around in space
I kick your asses you are defeaded
I pull the trigger 321 explode…Oooh oooh
I pull the trigger 321 explode…Oooh oooh
I pull the trigger 321 explode…Oooh oooh
I pull the trigger 321 explode…Oooh oooh
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Evil butcher
02:41
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they called him evil butcher .. no one nowed his name
They heard some cry outs coming .. of his butchery
some missed their lovely pets .. horses, dogs and cats
some missed their family members, uncles, aunts and dads
they liked to buy from him .. his offer was so great
and if you wanted a blonde, haha .. he got her for sale
some ordered something special .. what one had never tried before
All colors .. races .. genders .. All what lived before
yes iam the evil butcher, what can i do for you ?
dig up most of my goods .. from the cemetery
all i doesn't find there .. I will get somewhere else
first the single and the old ones .. and everyone I hate
Evil butcher .. oh .. oh
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To take their lives
02:29
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who has torn the sheep last night,
who has torn a sheep last night
i think it was in my dreams,
who has lost a life last night,
who has lost life last night
i think it was in my dreams,
who has howled to the moon last night,
who has howled to the moon last night,
i think it was in my dreams,
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Good dead good head
02:27
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in our basement - something's going on
in our basement - doesn't feeling wrong
in our basement - would like to be a doctor
in our basement - i also give electric shocks
in our basement - fridge full of body parts
in our basement - feel like a superior body artist
in our basement - I am very good at sewing
in our basement - not like others doing
Good dead, good head - with eyes that calls for love
Good dead, good head - different dead, different legs
Good dead, good head - and eyes that calls for love
Good dead, good head - i am on flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh
in our basement - cross stitch or a double seam
in our basement - no sense to scream
in our basement - that's where I build my love
in our basement - tubes and lightning from above
Good dead, good head - with eyes that calls for love
Good dead, good head - different dead, different legs
Good dead, good head - and eyes that calls for love
Good dead, good head - i am on flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh
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Night of the dread cat
04:04
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She lies there so still ... or did she still move ?
Was there still …. a shiver ? a tremor ? a twitch ?
Well camouflaged … she tries to fool
I don't want to kill at all … don't want to kill at all
And is the heart still pumping ? I'm jumping .. I'm jumping ..
And is the heart still pumping ? I'm jumping ..
.. to knock my claw in one more time
She behaves calmly … she doesn't riot
she hopes for inattention … time is on my side.
Isn`t she afraid … in the game of the Night ?
I don't want to kill at all … don't want to kill at all
And is the heart still pumping ? I'm jumping .. I'm jumping ..
And is the heart still pumping ? I'm jumping .. I'm jumping ..
And is the heart still pumping ? I'm jumping .. I'm jumping ..
And is the heart still pumping ? I'm jumping ..
.. to knock my claw in one more time
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Evil on the move
04:40
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How it all started back then … Lots of virus deaths
No escape, wherever? … unaware you brought the death!
The Earth ain`t no place to be … cause the snake bites its own tail
No there is no escape … yes it is too late
Evil is on the move
Evil is on the move, yeah baby
Evil is on the move … oh oh oh
Through the east or through the west … In motion it is best
When many years ago the zombie dance of death became a big show …
The Earth ain`t no place to be … cause the snake bites its own tail
No there is no escape … yes it is too late
Evil is on the move
Evil is on the move, yeah baby
Evil is on the move … oh oh oh
Had they known then … that nothing would help at all
Nobody had to fight … in this living hell
The Earth ain`t no place to be … cause the snake bites its own tail
No there is no escape … yes it is too late
Evil is on the move
Evil is on the move, yeah baby
Evil is on the move … oh oh oh
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10. |
Gone and good bye
07:29
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when we`re gone ... we do it our way
when we`re gone ... then on this way
you can`t find us in the clouds - you can only talk about
if we`re gone .... we have walked this way
guests on earth ... would like to thank you
now it's time ... to travel on
you can`t find us in the clouds - you can only talk about
if we`re gone .... we said goodbye
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Astropussy Langenfeld, Germany
ASTROPUSSY play classic punk rock similar to the Misfits, for example, and were founded Halloween 2020.
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