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Desperate Hell lyrics
I hear the ratters of tatters of home
Kick over the buckets of the wells run dry
I can't see but I don't care
Nothing is the best gift you can find
Peru Resh
On my past suffering
The voices at last smothering
To hell with your excuses
What do you know of desperation?
You people never feel the pain
Of dark eyed angels in a desperate hell
I hear the ratters of tatters of home
Thrown over the edge, my eyes are dry
I sit in the darkness of my own device
And search my soul for a paradise
Peru Resh
Eat my flesh and drink my blood
Tomorrow I'll be crucified
Eat my flesh and drink my blood
Tomorrow I'll cry, tomorrow I'll die
I hear the ratters of tatters of home
Kick over the buckets of the wells run dry
I can't see but I don't care
Part of these releases
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- Track 14 on Only Theatre of Pain
- 13 Dogs
- 15 Spiritual Cramp
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- Track 5 on The Iron Mask
- 4 Figurative Theatre
- 6 Death Wish
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- Track 10 on Death Mix
- 11 Still Born, Still Life
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