Paroles de Stiller Of Tempests
Walking tall in Galilee,Feeding many wish a fish
Walking side by side with sin,
Drinking wine with thieves and whores
But I can't, get pissed with the man on the moon
But I can't, eat shit with a make believe spoon
But I can't, go fishing on a red mushroom
Raise the dead from a cold dark tomb
Casting forth the demon seed, walking round the still dead sea
Shaking hands with human scum, giving all to who have none
But I can't, get pissed with the man on the moon
But I can't, eat shit with a make believe spoon
But I can't, go fishing on a red mushroom
Raise the dead from a cold dark tomb
Raise the dead from a cold dark tomb
Casting forth the demon seed, walking round the still dead sea
Shaking hands with human scum, giving all to who have none
But I can't, get pissed with the man on the moon
But I can't, eat shit with a make believe spoon
But I can't, go fishing on a red mushroom
Raise the dead from a cold dark tomb
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