CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Poisonous Flowers of Violence
Poisonous flowers of violence
Grow and prosper everywhere
No prophets left to see the crime
No one feels?the?pain done
Like a?mountain stream
?iolence devours the stone
Inglorious powers?burn the crown
They meanly crash the roots
I will never forget your boots
On my face
I grow a tree out of the blackest seeds
I water it with violent deeds
And when I harvest all the thoughts
I turn them into bloody spots
My tree springs up of all the dark
I cherish it with silent notes
And then, I harvest all its fruits
My needs are never satisfied
Grow and prosper everywhere
No prophets left to see the crime
No one feels?the?pain done
Like a?mountain stream
?iolence devours the stone
Inglorious powers?burn the crown
They meanly crash the roots
I will never forget your boots
On my face
I grow a tree out of the blackest seeds
I water it with violent deeds
And when I harvest all the thoughts
I turn them into bloody spots
My tree springs up of all the dark
I cherish it with silent notes
And then, I harvest all its fruits
My needs are never satisfied
