THE MIST LYRICS
EP: "Ashes To Ashes, Dust To Dust" (1993)
1. Cross Child2. Escape To The Arms Of Lord
3. Disaster
4. Blind
5. Naked Lunch
6. Hate
7. 99 Dead (Wonderland)
1. Cross Child
Now the world goes round and round
my eyes keep the fear
the pages of fate over the floor
There are shadows that talk to us
they say softly that we've the shadows
Wisper night and day os sins
There are winds that cut
Tear us apart
Decipher Us
They see in our flesh
Insecurity
Sand escaping throught my fingers
Cross Child
I'm ypur little soldier , without wars
I'm destiny of cables that are born from the roof
My blood is sucked and spat in the veins
The pages of fate over the floor
Oh gog, help this poor child
You've already used your child once.... remember?
Cross Child
2. Escape To The Arms Of Lord
Silent tear dropped
in morbid pupil it shined
A morning mother cried
Her child lied on her arms
FLOATING....FLOATING....
Would it be better to crowl
In a corner, a sad shadowy form
Echoes a moom deep in the soul
Darkness thicken the mist babbles
In the somber night that coldly comes
CROWL....CROWL..
Would it be better to know how to fly
A deep moom out of the chest
Tears cutting the face
What is god, this dark mistery
That with his power, damned the world?
THE BODY FALLS...THE BODY FALLS....THE BODY FALLS....
THERE WILL BE A FUNERAL AND I'LL BE THERE !!
3. Disaster
Try to Run
Try to Run
Try to Run
Your Skin
Your Eyes
Your Bones
Your Lies
Your Feet
Your Taste
Try to Run
Try to Run
Your love
Your Hate
Your Teeth
DISASTER
Your Luck
Your Gear
Your Fate
All your world is falling Down
4. Blind
Hell is here, You said that
But we all said, hell is inside us
This pain will bury your idiot smile
A lot of plotters with theyr asses stuck on the chair
Telling ya :”Dive your money to the preacher”
And all machines that created these losers
Their values , Their Brothers
Theyr fucking dreams
All buriesd in tear deposits
Your silence stinks move than all this trash
Dredges suck oil from your arteries
Tthe gears jammed by dust
Taste of insects, hermaphrodites and scum
The drug of your blood feeding this towers
“Discgrace, faggets, war, ragtag, shooters, terrorism, and all that scum! ”
Afraid....!
Scared...!
5. Naked Lunch
Worms in the shoe box
Things that should not exist.
Dirty and addicted dreams
Sex written in a T.V. Screen
Beetles and millipedes dance on the roof
The table ready for the lunch
Typing machine sucking the kiss
I have all the city eyes
Feed! Feed! Feed you brain and your blood.
Hunger! Hunger! Insecticide is your new drug now.
Worms in the show box
Things that should not exist.
Dirty and addicted dreams
Sex written in a T.V. Screen
Beetles and millipedes dance on the roof
The table ready for the lunch
Typing machine sucking the kiss
I have all the city eyes
“Beetles and millipedes dance on the roof
The table ready for the lunch
Typing machine sucking the kiss
I have all the city eyes”
Wake up your mind! Wake up your mind!
Wake up your mind! Try to react!
Wake up your mind! Wake up your mind!
Wake up your mind!
6. Hate
I hate, I feel hate.
Nobody can take it away from me.
My eyes express hate.
My body is only hate.
“I’m telling ya: Hate makes the world goes round.”
Hate in my eyes. Hate in my blood. Hate in my being.
Hate in my tongue. Hate in my hand. Hate in my sex.
Hate makes me stronger.
Hate makes me squeak
Hate makes me roar
Yes, hate makes the world goes round.
I hate, I feel hate.
Nobody can take it away from me.
My eyes express hate.
My body is only hate.
7. 99 Dead (Wonderland)
Christiano Salles ‒ Drums
Jairo Guedz ‒ Guitars
Marcelo Diaz ‒ Vocals, Bass
Jairo Guedz ‒ Guitars
Marcelo Diaz ‒ Vocals, Bass
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