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Death In June – Heaven Street - Lyrics
Heaven Street Lyrics
Take a walk down Heaven Street
The soil is soft and the air smells sweet
Paul is waiting there and so is Franz
Now only memories run on railway tracks
The soil is soft and the air smells sweet
Paul is waiting there and so is Franz
Now only memories run on railway tracks
This road leads to heaven
Waiting feet frozen to the ground
The earth exploding with the gas of bodies
Rifle butts to crush you down
Now only flowers to idolize
The earth exploding with the gas of bodies
Rifle butts to crush you down
Now only flowers to idolize
This road leads to heaven
We Drive East
A woman weeps
Flesh hangs in the trees
Men die for a cause
The kids and their sweets
Carry the banner
Carry the banner high
Carry your banner
Forward to the skies
The hangman waits
A noose for you
For those who repent
We wait there too
Men die for a cause
The kids and their sweets
Carry the banner
Carry the banner high
Carry your banner
Forward to the skies
The hangman waits
A noose for you
For those who repent
We wait there too
Workers, soldiers
Agitators
Marching to the incinerator
Now we pay our debts
To die on the steppes
We paid in blood
Let loose from the leash
To hunt the Bolshevik beast
For a free Europe
We drive east
Agitators
Marching to the incinerator
Now we pay our debts
To die on the steppes
We paid in blood
Let loose from the leash
To hunt the Bolshevik beast
For a free Europe
We drive east
In the night time
In your eyes
Is the truth
Slip your head into the noose
Okay?
There you lay
In your bed
I'll put an axe through your head
Ecstasy?
As you smile
I'll thrust the knife
Into your paper bag
A new one, every night
Another book on sale today
Killed 10 whores
With a food mixer
Hooray?
Books and films
Promote the scheme
That woman are only bred to be raped
Hear the screams on the screen
She lays spread eagled
In the dark
Bound and gagged
Just a sound - a beating heart
He's the king
Mounting his throne
But in truth a nobody
All alone
Theres money to be made
From murder and sex slaves
Read the papers
Today?
Hitler made a bomb
From those now gone
To the open graves
Of yesterday
Is the truth
Slip your head into the noose
Okay?
There you lay
In your bed
I'll put an axe through your head
Ecstasy?
As you smile
I'll thrust the knife
Into your paper bag
A new one, every night
Another book on sale today
Killed 10 whores
With a food mixer
Hooray?
Books and films
Promote the scheme
That woman are only bred to be raped
Hear the screams on the screen
She lays spread eagled
In the dark
Bound and gagged
Just a sound - a beating heart
He's the king
Mounting his throne
But in truth a nobody
All alone
Theres money to be made
From murder and sex slaves
Read the papers
Today?
Hitler made a bomb
From those now gone
To the open graves
Of yesterday
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