I'm not dead... yet.
Сейчас слушаю Bathory, и как раз в конце песни, где звонят колокола, за окном тоже начали звонить колокола, очень круто получилось. Надо бы поискать другие альбомы...
St. Griffith Park Observatory
Midnight hour, a pscychos last stand
The world is for fools and hell is awaiting
A shiny .38 in a fragile woman's hand
Just one shot, it's all so easy
All will be well just aim at the head
Look into the eyes, the eyes of eachother
Just press that trigger and you're dead!
...Six years would pass, a Sunday came
Sun bleached skulls laid to rest
Patricia
White Bones
St. Griffith Park Observatory
Midnight hour, a pscychos last stand
The world is for fools and hell is awaiting
A shiny .38 in a fragile woman's hand
Just one shot, it's all so easy
All will be well just aim at the head
Look into the eyes, the eyes of eachother
Just press that trigger and you're dead!
...Six years would pass, a Sunday came
Sun bleached skulls laid to rest
Patricia
White Bones