Waking up my head is screaming
My body needs some fucking healing
Can’t move my body I feel I’m dying
Panic takes me here I’m laying
Where’s my stuff and where’s my memory
I can’t remember I can’t tell the story
I need to heal and I need to repair
Digging for money to buy me a beer
I need some healing, my body is screaming
If you think I’ve had enough, I never seem to get too old for this stuff
My life keeps running in bad circles
I’m screwing up again and again
I need some crazy fucking miracles
I only have myself to blame
I got some money I got my beer
My pain is gone and I’m thinking clear
No time to waste my friends are waiting, no time to start behaving
I need some healing, my body is screaming
If you think I’ve had enough, I never seem to get too old for this stuff
My life keeps running in bad circles
I’m screwing up again and again
I need some crazy fucking miracles
I only have myself to blame
I only have myself to blame
I won’t deny I had to sacrifice
I won’t deny I’m wasting all my time
My life keeps running in bad circles
I’m screwing up again and again
I need some crazy fucking miracles
I only have myself to blame
I only have myself to blame
You can physically feel the death metal of Blood Red Throne. It's almost sexual. Anyway, it is riffladen, heavy and groovy. It is perfect death metal for me. mourner