The Imposture — текст песни (Snuff Pop Inc.)

BIG TIME HADES APPROACHES

Tracking me down and cracking me up



They appear as reflections, as the glint in your lovers eye

Theyre gravediggers sent from the Common Cellar

To riddle the ceiling upon which we walk



Hopes the bribe I was given to comply

Cross my heart and hope to die

I cant trust what I feel

Touching me so gentle makes me doubt youre real



Big time Hades approaches

Tracking me down, cracking me up



And the crying of children from our stovepipes fills the air

You told them theyll fly to Heaven high.......you lie!



Im stepping into the hitherto darkest night

Viscous mascara covers the colourless inward-looking eye



Theres no light in the attic of Hell tonight

Crying of children from the Stovepipe fills the air



The Furies split up in rats and bats

To sniff out the monotonous humming in the air

The earthly daily distant noise of a thousand peoples

Last shrieks of terror before their ruin



...Someone poisoned my toothpaste...



BIG TIME HADES APPROACHES

Tracking me down and cracking me up



Theres no light

In the attic of Hell tonight!





All Snuff Pop Inc. music and lyrics written by Ant Mozart Khadaffi