On the flying carpet
To hell and back
With a detailed report
Under leaden sky
Barricades darken the light
Headless soldiers in the battle
Insects in death convulsions
I'm looking more upset
Leave the stars
We all hope
Yes, so the message goes
Like an insect in its death-throes
A magic carpet ride to Hell
Then back to here with time to tell
A metal scar on every face
We walk to a forbidden place
Where dirty water cleans the soul
We pour into another hole
Under a concrete sky
Barricades begin to rise
Sun and stars begin to fall
A sonic boom condemns us all
Decapitated soldiers fight
And ministers control the light
In leaking gas we bathe our flesh
And in the air we fight for breath
Here comes a secret delivery
All aboard the reason why
A broken down discovery
The rules, the rules do not apply
I'm half blind and I'm losing
A picture that is out of control
I'm lying on the ground but I'm moving
A prison being built round my soul
~KMFDM - RULES
REPLY
I’m actually shocked that the canned bacon wasn’t completely terrifying lol
~Rebecca Bowman - 1 year ago
"nice hiss" all that was needed was "lets get this out on a tray.... nice!"
~Squeekee - 8 months ago
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