Greg Kubacki - Garrucha lyrics

Dancing to garrucha, strappado Slave you're lying who*e tomorrow she will die Soft white face staring eyes through the heart Wait for the call sent from heaven's dead eclipse Place this clear secret force in the chest of the dying who*e her sorrow will ignite the earth Led to the firmament silently Face the crying who*e tomorrow she will die in court blind Blind pale eyes fixed on dead clocks to k** the time blind Low voices Secret unsung - the song records the voice closed Opened doors of the dying source The point guides off to wait and suffer but they dance the blinded Judgment seeks their name with hurried vengeance for their life of silence Approved the judge to the jury Orphan the plus from the minus Low voices speak Brace Psychopathic s*ut shuts the mouth sewn shut About to turn dead Temper the burn Ignited in turn to k** dead time Dead clocks unwind Capturing d**h Frayed light fades slow Pay the parting cost Burn slow All will stand cheering for their own d**h Turn around face the crowd Checking out the final taste you will have in the time that you waste in the firmament Close out the agonized Foreshadow everyone cheering for their own d**h Sent without fear to be taken out Eyes uncaring "Do what they say" ignited the way Psychopathic s*ut