Текст песни Cobwebs (Frankie and The Witch Fingers) с переводом

Plenty

Of your little eyeballs

Swirling

Over and around you’re

Squirming

Underneath his sharpened blade

Each one

Stuffed into his velvet

Fleshy

Hoses of the helpless

Flooding

Up his little bag of red

Severed head

Rolling

Down the inclinations

Opening

Tunnels of creation

Fiery

Glowing of the mouth inside

Purified

What would we need with the skulls of the filthy

Making his altar with flesh from their empty souls

Turning your dreams into liquids of potions

Ashes they burn like the foggiest notions

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna

Gonna die

Cobwebs

Hanging from the next life

Upward

Reaching for a white light

Only

To be shown an evil red

Extinguish

All you little people

A wish

Only for the meat to

Burn quick

So he can destroy your minds

Dissolving time

What would we need with the skulls of the filthy

Making his altar with flesh from your empty souls

Turning your dreams into liquids of potions

Ashes they burn like the foggiest notions

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna die yea

Bah bah bah bah

You’re gonna

Gonna die

Перевод песни Cobwebs