Misfits
Текст песни Fiend Without A Face

See the features of my rage, begin to shoot the fiend without
a face, my face. The fever rots, the brain goes numb inside,
I feel a blackout comming, a boiled blister pops inside, my ears
still bleed with razor sharp precision, mouth to mouth the sweetness
dangle by the breath upon my chest. See the features of my rage,
begin to shoot the fiend without a face, my face. we dance all
night the dogs keep up and snickering, just stay with me one
moment then i'll go away, my ears still bleed with razor sharp
precision, i'll burn in hell before I plunge into lifes darkness,
darkness. See features of my rage, begin to shoot the fiend without
a face, see the features of my rage, begin to shoot the fiend
without a face, my face, the fiend without a face, the fiend
without a face, the fiend without a face, a fiend without a face.