soul auctioneer

• death in vegas parcası
• sozleri asagidaki gibi olan death in vegas parcasi:
  
  the lynch mob they hide from the infinite hole
  as judge genocide's executioner goes
  to crucify venus in cinemascope
  the narcotic preachers are happy
  
  high priest the mesmorous, the soul auctioneer
  sells scorpion tight-ropes, while surfing on fear
  his necropolis users, the scourge of the queer
  he is married to the truth-incinerator
  
  there are hands in my pockets
  pulling at my spine
  eggs bearing insects
  hatching in my mind
  the stones in my shoes get
  sharper all the time
  in the soft sick underbelly
  in the carcass of these times
  
  i fly in my head, leave terminal narcosis
  a poisoned mind will make you blind
  beware of trojan horses
  a dead head, a blunt needle
  you've broken your wings
  you've lost your demon
  drop the bomb, spread the virus
  marxist priests teach defiance
  change through violence
  
  there are hands in my pockets
  pulling at my spine
  eggs bearing insects
  hatching in my mind
  the stones in my shoes get
  sharper all the time
  in the soft sick underbelly
  in the carcass of these times
  
  you've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
  you've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
  you've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
  demon, demon, demon, demon
  demoooon
  
  you've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
  you've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
  you've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
  demon, demon, demon, demon
  demoooooon-yeah