European Oils

歌詞

I made a tomb for all the incompatible cells I could take, And I brought bells to the wake. And you... you didn't mind shedding your beautiful European blood As I screamed: "death to the murderers we've loved all our lives!" I was good with names, I had a way with faces And I was the dominant theme in a number of places. And you... you didn't mind... mixing your beautiful European oils For a still life. Oh Candice, we should've run for our lives! When I'm at war I insist on a slaughter, And getting it on with the hangman's daughter. She needs release. She needs to feel at ease with her father, The fucking maniac. I made a tomb for all the incompatible cells I could take, And I brought bells to the wake. And you... you didn't mind shedding your beautiful European blood As I screamed: "death to the murderers we've loved all our lives!" Desperate times call for desperate measures. I wanted you, I wanted these treasures, too.