Текст песни Necrostar - Steam Powered Giraffe
So
this
is
pain.
I
feel
it.
I
taste
it.
I
crave
it.
I
feel
alive!
In
my
core
I
see
red
And
a
pulsing
song
that
will
wake
the
dead!
Wolves.
Saturn
knew
best.
Gnaw
on
the
bone.
Consume
your
own.
Scream.
Howl
like
a
banshee.
Wail
at
the
terror.
It
devours
you
whole.
Wicked
in
blood
Wicked
in
bone
Wicked
don't
rest,
And
fear's
on
a
roll
Fear
of
your
mind
Fear
of
your
own
You
can't
save
your
soul
Die,
die,
die
Rise,
rise,
rise
Blackhearts
rejoice
Light
is
running
bone
dry
Cry,
cry,
cry
Fret,
fret,
fret
Pray
to
me
I'm
the
Necrostar
I
smell
blue.
I
smell
green.
And
all
the
energy,
left
unseen.
I've
always
hungered
for
their
plight
But
with
my
human
mind
now,
it
just
feels
right!
I've
chewed
on
ghosts
lost
in
the
stars
I've
mingled
with
the
Wither
Lords;
those
cats
are
bizarre.
Who
do
you
think
sent
the
Sky-Shark-a-grams
Or
gave
the
Space
Giant
SPG's
awful
jams?
Commander
Walter
picked
me
personally
to
kill
him
too
And
I
of
course
obliged,
or
at
least
I
tried
to
But
not
even
my
dark
heart
could
beat
or
gore
Or
swallow
the
red
in
his
core
But
oh
what
a
taste
and
oh
what
a
thrill
And
now
that
he's
gone
I
feel
my
tendrils
spill.
Go
forth
little
darlings,
go
forth
to
Sol.
Gather
their
little
hearts
for
me
to
slurp
from
my
bowl.
I
love
all
the
envy
And
fear
you
create
Fill
up
my
black
Toxic
heart
with
your
hate
Don't
try
to
run
Don't
try
to
hide
I
am
the
horror
That
eats
you
inside
Die,
die,
die
Rise,
rise,
rise
Blackhearts
rejoice
Light
is
running
bone
dry
Cry,
cry,
cry
Fret,
fret,
fret
Pray
to
me
I'm
the
Necrostar
There
must
be
something
There
must
be
something
more
Spine:
To
this
Vice
Rabbit:
To
this
Love
Hatch:
To
this
Life
Rabbit:
There
must
be
something
more
There
must
be
something
more
Than
this
Vice
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