Do Not Hold Me Back Songtext
von Werewolves

You′re not mine
We're not connected
I deny you
None of you will get my crown
May your children all fuck up and die
I leave you nothing
I hope you catch the plague
Cut off the dead flesh
Recycled trauma

Leave the misbegotten to their own deformed karma
One by one, we cut the threads
Now they lie in unmade beds
Unloved, unworthy, worthless in their waste

Every lighthouse blinking out
Run aground in horror shout
By tolling bell or sounding horn
Drowned in circles patrolling
Bid the tides wash them away


Every man an island
A broken promontory
Every man broken away in frenzied surgery
Sawing at his borders

He in madness prays for storms
And dreams that storms will bring him peace
Every lightning portends doom
Feel the gaze of the deceased
Every man an island
A broken promontory
Every man broken away in frenzied surgery
Sawing at his borders

I deny you

If you shitstains be washed away
The loss of you becomes my gain
Therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls
It tolls for me
With both hands, I ring it

Why on earth would I ever let you pricks be happy?
Who on earth are you to ever know peace?
Crush them
I allow you hate just as I allow you fear
Annihilate, annihilate, annihilate


This is the end of us
Beg for death worship collapse
Epileptic seizure day
Spiral uncontrolled relapse
Do not hold me
Do not hold me back

Perhaps I′m not an island
Maybe I was wrong
Perhaps our differences should not be aired in song
Perhaps you're not so bad

(Maybe you're a cunt, maybe you′re a cunt)
Maybe you′re a fucking cunt
(Maybe you're a cunt, maybe you′re a cunt)
Maybe you're a fucking cunt
(Maybe you′re a cunt, maybe you're a cunt)
Maybe you′re a fucking cunt
(Maybe you're a cunt, maybe you're a cunt)

Maybe you′re a fucking cunt
(Maybe you′re a cunt, maybe you're a cunt)
Maybe you′re a fucking cunt
(Maybe you're a cunt, maybe you′re a cunt)
Maybe you're a fucking cunt
(Maybe you′re a cunt, maybe you're a cunt)
Maybe you're a fucking cunt
A fucking shit-cunt