The Next Thing To Murder Lyrics

The Next Thing To Murder lyrics

Welcome to the happy end... your feelings they don`t count boy! Oh no! You`ve
got no friends! ... sunset over hell... The worst is yet to come now... You can
crawl, you can walk, you can run... for he who is, who was, is now to come...
The next thing to murder. With voodoo tattooed in your head! Your world is
fake! All lost and sad. The greatest story ever told, the love of money, the
want for gold! Another day, another dollar. The price you pay is what they tell
you. Welcome... Come on... To the happy end. Your feelings they don`t count boy.
Oh no! You`ve got no friends... Sunset over hell. The worst is yet to come now.
You can crawl, you can walk, you can run. For he who is, who was, is now to
come... So this is where we turn to friends because this is where it all ends.
The bible is the book! Jesus the friend! All the king`s horses kill all the
king`s men. The next thing to murder. The next thing to murder... prepare ye...
prepare ye...