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"Foetus"
"Foetus"
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жанры: industrial, experimental, post-punk
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Enter the Exterminator
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Foetus
жанры: industrial, experimental, post-punk
альбомы: Nail
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The waiting becomes torture Distractions become bliss Futility's a luxury When you sleep in blood sperm vomit and piss Huddling to the dead for support Jacking off for warmth Swaddled in less than ashes and rags The payoff's always been over the ridge And the pot of gold is full of shit No hi-ho, hi-ho it's off to work we go Another merry go-down go-down go-down go-down go-down go-down go-down I seen a prisoner without a clause Living on a diet of dirt and water Being slapped and sliced because She didn't happen to agree with the war-den (He had an itchy trigger finger) Jackboots battering a tattoo On the inside of my skull Militantly hankering for something never done High school memories, once a folly Are now reality due to sheer lack of present Death without a trial Dying ain't a trial Dying ain't a curse But living sure is worse Each experience becomes my epilogue Counting my ribs for the thousandth time Dying on a diet of gruel and grime They fall down, they don't rise again Where the women are trodden and forgotten are men They're giving birth to orphans Black jew glue The air is old, the comments are cold I'm covered in lice and scabs and mold My days are numbered I'm in a daze The door creaks open The whole room prays Enter the exterminator Enter the exterminator I hear the sweet sound of syringes Crushed underfoot See who set the homefires burning See who set the husbands burning Make the accusation stick Morale is thin, the air is thick Hard earned self-esteem Goes up in a puff of smoke I'm waitin to die I'm waitin to die To much of a coward to snuff myself Guess I'll just have to suffer myself Counting my ribs for the thousandth time Dying on a diet of gruel and grime They fall down, they don't rise again Where the women are trodden and forgotten are men They're giving birth to orphans Black jew glue The air is old, the comments are cold I'm covered in lice and scabs and mold My days are numbered I'm in a daze The door creaks open The whole room prays Enter the exterminator Enter the exterminator Enter the exterminator Enter the exterminator Shoulder to shoulder to detonator Enter the exterminator Shoulder to shoulder to detonator Enter the exterminator Terminate Terminate Terminate Terminate
Это интересно:Проект пионера индустриальной музыки J.G. Thirlwell. Родился в Австралии, в 1960 году. Играет в стилях Industrial/Experimental. До 1995 года группа претерпела различные изменения названия, все они включали слово Foetus (англ. "зародыш"). Например, "Foetus Under Glass", "You've Got Foetus On Your Breath" и "Scraping Foetus Off The Wheel".Thirlwell является единственным членом группы (иструменталист, вокалист... продолжение
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