Woorden:
Skinny Puppy Back And Forth

at the bigtop. Huh? oh, sorry. Comming up next we've got real some great new wave someof this stuf you can already hear forever and ever, yeah forever and

procedeure now? Just stop a few of their machines, their radios, their telephones and lawnmowers. Throw them into darkness for a few hours then stand back and watch the pattern. And

quot;watch closely" "closer (closer, closer,...)" It's Christ It's Christmas eve October bleak and desolate There's frost murder in my (???) room And

Scream pain Screech for life Grown ice cold Sold out with a snare Bleeding under the snow Can't see Can't relate Poured aside my soul

"I've got no fucking monitor" "I've got no fucking monitor" all your fucking monitors Seeing through the keyhole Watching master