Muusika paranormaalsusest

Those Poor Bastards - He of Cloven Hoof


I don't wanna burn
I don't wanna drown
I don't wanna lay in no coffin the ground
O-ho Devil always following me

Walking in the woods
Standing in the street
Hiding in the eyes of every person that I meet
O-ho Devil always following me

Hear him walking
Hear him walking
Hear him walking

Devil got my mother
Devil got my father
Devil gonna get me one of these days
But I'm gonna try sir to live a little longer
I wanna get a chance to waste my life

There he is again
Scratching on the roof
Hear the clip-a-clopping of his cloven hoof
O-ho Devil always following me

See that rising moon
Inevitable doom
Living in the shadow of perpetual gloom
O-ho Devil always following me

Hear him walking
Hear him walking
Hear him walking

Devil got my brother
Devil got my sister
Devil gonna get me one of these days
But I'm gonna try sir to live a little longer
I wanna get a chance to waste my life

He of cloven hoof

Those Poor Bastards "Sacrificial Lamb"




Where I go, I will lead
And everyone will follow me
Through the shit
Through the snow
Anywhere I want to go
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah
You are all rotten fruit
I'll crush you underneath my hoof
Then I'll take the poison juice
And feed it to my chosen few
Woah, woah, woah
Whoa, whoa
Who will be my sacrificial lamb?
I once thought I was just
A worthless rat like all the rest
Scared to move
Scared to breathe
A puddle of disgust and greed
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Sucking in the dust of man
And shouldering his burden
Saving all my carnal thoughts
For the Holy Blessed Virgin
Woah, woah, woah
Whoa, whoa
Who will be my sacrificial lamb?
How I hate all this noise
Blocking out my master's voice
No one here shall make a peep
If they want their soul to keep
Woah, woah, woah
Whoa, whoa
There, I've said all I can
Now it is in Jesus hands
What is truth?
What is right?
Where for art thou, holy light?
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Who will be my sacrifical lamb?