Song | Carnival Shroud |
Artist | The Stranded |
Album | Survivalism Boulevard |
Lashing a curse in the cold acid rain | |
Carving a smile with the blade of delusion | |
Colors bright but the smell is the same | |
The stench of puke that feeds your illusion remains | |
Whatever comes on the wind of promise | |
Shall bear the bliss of a thousand curses | |
Beneath a sulphur sky we’re drowning | |
We are the breed of an howling furnace | |
Fed by the tears of the muted masses | |
Beneath a carnival shroud we’re choking | |
Grey days replaced by plastic | |
Colors explode in a million of scars | |
Grit smiles stained by perpetual disease | |
Soul-sick ride on the brink of suicide | |
The carnival shroud | |
Omissis | |
Sulphur and honey merge | |
The carnival shroud | |
Relentless | |
Merciless chokehold | |
The struggle for at least some peace | |
Keeps tearing the senses apart | |
Can’t wait for a remedy | |
Now it’s better to ignore | |
Can’t control what is growing in me | |
Or this cursed lore |
Lashing a curse in the cold acid rain | |
Carving a smile with the blade of delusion | |
Colors bright but the smell is the same | |
The stench of puke that feeds your illusion remains | |
Whatever comes on the wind of promise | |
Shall bear the bliss of a thousand curses | |
Beneath a sulphur sky we' re drowning | |
We are the breed of an howling furnace | |
Fed by the tears of the muted masses | |
Beneath a carnival shroud we' re choking | |
Grey days replaced by plastic | |
Colors explode in a million of scars | |
Grit smiles stained by perpetual disease | |
Soulsick ride on the brink of suicide | |
The carnival shroud | |
Omissis | |
Sulphur and honey merge | |
The carnival shroud | |
Relentless | |
Merciless chokehold | |
The struggle for at least some peace | |
Keeps tearing the senses apart | |
Can' t wait for a remedy | |
Now it' s better to ignore | |
Can' t control what is growing in me | |
Or this cursed lore |