Perpetual Disablement letra

Bullshit, bullshit, stupid bullshit
sounds every day.
A fucking, fucking stink smells
everywhere.
Wake up, oh wake up! It isn't too late now.
For your disablement will soon be
your death.

Spit tablesin a dirty pub
full ash-trays and your stench.
On the same chair every day.
A lot of plans and ideas
only among the words.

...And days, weeks like years
are running away.
A tergiversations are your acts
it's the acme of your existence.

Move you lazy bum from the pub.
Change your empty life.
You are a hero only in the dive.
You are a big-mouth corpse.
Big-mouth corpses. They are for shit
the losers from a pubs are dying alive.

Melancholy Pessimism - Letras

• Abdominal Orgasm
• Autodestructive State
• Back To The Nature
• Blind Religion
• Bloody Killer Trend
• Bom Dia Espírito Santo de Deus
• Christians Totality
• Condemned To Die In Hell
• Dance! Dance!
• Desperation Of Homeless
• G7 Ostracism
• Global Terrorization
• Gods Are Aliens
• Hatred
• Holy Desecration
• Human Scum
• Massmedia Control
• Melancholy Pessimism
• Negative Thoughts
• Old Age
• Paradox Life
• Perpetual Disablement
• Possessed By Greed
• Prison Of Society
• War Against Violence