Song | Horrorscope (LP Version) |
Artist | Overkill |
Album | Horrorscope |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Critical moments pass, | |
And doctrines of fools will last. | |
I am just trying to cope, | |
Into my horroscope. | |
Through eyes and ears they bleed, | |
Reciting their holy creed. | |
Heeding but one request, | |
The future, is put to, rest... | |
Bless me in darkened days, | |
Down to my knees I pray. | |
I am just trying to cope, | |
Within this horrorscope. | |
In the wake of all frustration, | |
I begin to loose control. | |
Watched as the weapons fired, | |
Bombs burst in the air... | |
Burned in the fields of fire! | |
Standing in the middle of nowhere. | |
Watched as the weapons fired, | |
Baptized in fields of fire! | |
Well, | |
The change in here, an’ the future clear. | |
I can feel it coming. | |
So full of hate, its geting late! | |
Yeah, I know its coming. | |
When all the choice turned to just one voice, | |
Yeah, the wind is turning. | |
This is your horrorscope... | |
Words laced with blasphemy, | |
Drip with sincerity. | |
Falling into the plan, | |
Like sacrificial lambs. | |
Hearing the words and said, | |
Rings like nail, to the head. | |
Now I can see the stars, | |
I know we have gone too far. | |
Baptized in fields of fire, | |
Wathched as the weapons fired. | |
This is your horrorscope. |
Critical moments pass, | |
And doctrines of fools will last. | |
I am just trying to cope, | |
Into my horroscope. | |
Through eyes and ears they bleed, | |
Reciting their holy creed. | |
Heeding but one request, | |
The future, is put to, rest... | |
Bless me in darkened days, | |
Down to my knees I pray. | |
I am just trying to cope, | |
Within this horrorscope. | |
In the wake of all frustration, | |
I begin to loose control. | |
Watched as the weapons fired, | |
Bombs burst in the air... | |
Burned in the fields of fire! | |
Standing in the middle of nowhere. | |
Watched as the weapons fired, | |
Baptized in fields of fire! | |
Well, | |
The change in here, an' the future clear. | |
I can feel it coming. | |
So full of hate, its geting late! | |
Yeah, I know its coming. | |
When all the choice turned to just one voice, | |
Yeah, the wind is turning. | |
This is your horrorscope... | |
Words laced with blasphemy, | |
Drip with sincerity. | |
Falling into the plan, | |
Like sacrificial lambs. | |
Hearing the words and said, | |
Rings like nail, to the head. | |
Now I can see the stars, | |
I know we have gone too far. | |
Baptized in fields of fire, | |
Wathched as the weapons fired. | |
This is your horrorscope. |
Critical moments pass, | |
And doctrines of fools will last. | |
I am just trying to cope, | |
Into my horroscope. | |
Through eyes and ears they bleed, | |
Reciting their holy creed. | |
Heeding but one request, | |
The future, is put to, rest... | |
Bless me in darkened days, | |
Down to my knees I pray. | |
I am just trying to cope, | |
Within this horrorscope. | |
In the wake of all frustration, | |
I begin to loose control. | |
Watched as the weapons fired, | |
Bombs burst in the air... | |
Burned in the fields of fire! | |
Standing in the middle of nowhere. | |
Watched as the weapons fired, | |
Baptized in fields of fire! | |
Well, | |
The change in here, an' the future clear. | |
I can feel it coming. | |
So full of hate, its geting late! | |
Yeah, I know its coming. | |
When all the choice turned to just one voice, | |
Yeah, the wind is turning. | |
This is your horrorscope... | |
Words laced with blasphemy, | |
Drip with sincerity. | |
Falling into the plan, | |
Like sacrificial lambs. | |
Hearing the words and said, | |
Rings like nail, to the head. | |
Now I can see the stars, | |
I know we have gone too far. | |
Baptized in fields of fire, | |
Wathched as the weapons fired. | |
This is your horrorscope. |