Rad Pitt – Berkowitz Lyrics
Artist: Rad Pitt
Song: Berkowitz
Crestfallen shadows of man (We are the blood receivers)
Palms open waiting for the damned (Bring back the dead believers)
Black crescent in my hand
I am the Son of Sam (Steeples for the true cult leaders)
This is a call to arms with words that can invoke
Deep fear when you read them
The last one who did never spoke
For all these troubled years
The rut of discontent
Is no more a path of virtue
For which wе repent
Crestfallеn shadows of man (We are the blood receivers)
Palms open waiting for the damned (Bring back the dead believers)
Black crescent in my hand
I am the Son of Sam (Steeples for the true cult leaders)
Where we do we go when we leave today?
Always complain when we mean to stay
Never alone
Buried alive
(6 victims) A man an a gun
(6 victims) Are holding on
(6 victims) Are waiting to feed
(6 victims) Determined by teeth
(6 victims) Who wanted more
(6 victims) Are on the floor
(6 victims) Will never be freed
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Release Year: 2015