Blessed Dead

Listen up...
They came looking for trouble
But then they found me
Now you're better off dead son
Then if you fucked with me

When the walls came crashing down
And your life turned to ash
I'm every cunt who gives a shit
And sold your soul for drugs and cash

I am a nightmare
I am a nightmare, stalking
The blessed dead

Get this...
I'm gonna fuck up your head
And trample on your bones
You thought you'd try a hit and run
You'll wish you stayed at home

When you know the end is nigh
And all your dreams are dead
Just remember I'm the one
Who put the thoughts in your head

-Solo-

Yeah.I am a nightmare
I am a nightmare stalking
The blessed dead

Hey you...
They came looking for action
But never bargained on me
Now they wish that they're dead
What a sad sight to see

When the walls came crashing down
And your life turned to ash
I'm every cunt who gives a shit
And sold your soul for drugs and cash

I am a nightmare
I am a nightmare stalking
Yeah, the blessed dead



Credits
Writer(s): Conrad Lant, Michael Hickey, Antony Lant
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