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Текст: Six Feet Under. Bringer Of Blood. When Skin Turns Blue.

Your death, your blood, your life, you're dead
Your death, your blood, your life, you're dead
Your death, your blood, your life, you're dead
You're dead, you're dead, you're dead

To the death, slit your neck
Dark, dark demons haunt
The death, in death demons haunt
The heart pumps then it stops

Flow through your life then you drop
Blood, the blood, in blood, the blood, dark, dark demons haunt
The very blood that runs through you
It's time to die when skin turns blue

Your skin turned blue, you breathed your last breath
Rotten in the crypt is your next step
Friend with the maggots in your head
Bleed again and again, die, you're dead

Feel it dripping, feel the drip
Formaldehyde, you're prepared for the crypt
But it's cold in the grave, in my tomb
When skin turns blue

You'll know your time is through when skin turns blue
You're dead inside of you when skin turns blue
You'll know your time is through when skin turns blue
Crawl back into the womb

Goddamn you
Goddamn my soul
Goddamn you
Goddamn all of you

Your death, your blood, your life, you're dead
Your death, your blood, your life, you're dead
Your death, your blood, your life, you're dead
You're dead, you're dead

To the death, slit your neck
Dark, dark demons haunt
The death, in death, demons haunt
The heart pumps then it stops

Flow through your life then you drop
The very blood that flows through you
It's time to die when skin turns blue