Pains - Islander

Defiled, burnt, raped and left in the dirt

Out there in cold

Making it blind, feeling your own skin draw answers

Getting cold

And damn these wishes to be alive, but the man alive

Seeks death

You’re ignoring the wounds of your friends

Or rotting in the kisses of your enemy

I see corpses upon corpses

These streets are paved with bodies

I see corpses upon corpses

These streets are paved

These streets are paved, blood!

And now you call sex love, electricity is your drug

Align these limbs, but one day soon will be frail

Yeah, you call sex love, electricity is your drug

I see corpses upon corpses

These streets are paved with bodies

I see corpses upon corpses

These streets are paved

These streets are paved with gold!

Paved with gold!

Left, left

You love your enemies, too good to them

Meant to do without expecting to get anything back

And this will be summed up the most high

Because it’s signed to the wicked men

Hurts, love hurts, love

Will tear you apart

Will tear you apart

Love will tear you apart

I see corpses upon corpses

These streets are paved with bodies

I see corpses upon corpses

These streets are paved

These streets are paved with gold!

Paved with gold!