Desesperate Hell Songtext
von Christian Death

I hear the ratters of tatters of home
Kick over the buckets of the wells run dry
I can′t see, but I don't care
Nothing is the best gift you can find

Peru Resh, Peru Resh, Peru Resh
Peru Resh, Peru Resh, Peru Resh

On my past suffering, the voices at last smothering
To hell with your excuses, what do you know of desperation
You people never feel the pain, of dark eyed angels in a desperate hell


I hear the ratters of tatters of home
Thrown over the edge, my eyes are dry
I sit in the darkness of my own device
And search my soul for a paradise

Peru Resh, Peru Resh, Peru Resh
Peru Resh, Peru Resh, Peru Resh

Eat my flesh and drink my blood
Tomorrow I′ll be crucified
Eat my flesh and drink my blood
Tomorrow I'll cry
Tomorrow I'll die