Memoirs of a fiend
| 1. | The miracle at Verdun | Lyrics | |||||
| 2. | King Solomon | ||||||
| 3. | See you at the top | Lyrics | |||||
| 4. | Machiavelli | Lyrics | |||||
| 5. | The romantic end | Lyrics | |||||
| 6. | Shadows | Lyrics | |||||
| 7. | National socialism | Lyrics | |||||
| 8. | Controlling the ionosphere | Lyrics | |||||
| 9. | World war | Lyrics | |||||
| 10. | After the rapture | Lyrics | |||||
| 11. | Realpolitik | Lyrics | |||||
| 12. | Jerusalem | Lyrics | |||||
| 13. | Radicalised | Lyrics | |||||
| 14. | Gallows and Gods | Lyrics | |||||
| 15. | Aryan | Lyrics |
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Fetous in fetou is a landfill of sonics and poems, here is a line from a few songs. A place where you never see, what it means to be, the eternal emptyness, celebrity lives, are more important, a punch drunk, to the stomach, anxious to numb, the gas chambers and the glitterarti, begging have sins removed, waiting for a satelite fix, smoke from leaves, curls down, speak what you mean, if your afraid, its all a dream, are benevolent despot God, will keep us safe, say good morning, your eyes are wide open, still hurting, another heart beat stops, all the world watches it rot, feeling down, i start to crave, for a human tuch, miles of needle pins, agonise my insecurity's, blank voids filled up, spilling out lust, self loathing, thats what makes me a human, when he dies they'll find him, wrapped in his soul, if i wasn't on drugs or sobre, i could still love, and the drunkens sing, of when they were kings, a breath of fresh, carbon monoxide, don't you know the ladies don't have sympathy for a drunk, it hurts so much more when your numb, as then you've lost the warmth of being young.
Buy FIF Merchandise from here
"If you are mad and slightly psychotic Fetous in Fetou will be your Daddy".
"Memoirs of a fiend" OUT NOW @ cdbaby.com/cd/fetousinfetou
Fetous in fetou is a landfill of sonics and poems, here is a line from a few songs. A place where you never see, what it means to be, the eternal emptyness, celebrity lives, are more important, a punch drunk, to the stomach, anxious to numb, the gas chambers and the glitterarti, begging have sins removed, waiting for a satelite fix, smoke from leaves, curls down, speak what you mean, if your afraid, its all a dream, are benevolent despot God, will keep us safe, say good morning, your eyes are wide open, still hurting, another heart beat stops, all the world watches it rot, feeling down, i start to crave, for a human tuch, miles of needle pins, agonise my insecurity's, blank voids filled up, spilling out lust, self loathing, thats what makes me a human, when he dies they'll find him, wrapped in his soul, if i wasn't on drugs or sobre, i could still love, and the drunkens sing, of when they were kings, a breath of fresh, carbon monoxide, don't you know the ladies don't have sympathy for a drunk, it hurts so much more when your numb, as then you've lost the warmth of being young.







