Слова песни - Skinny Puppy - Killing Game - текст песни
Fallen angel head crashes dead out of control lost memories staircase twists darker Rooms lit with left out toys after playing men changes toys into tools twisted Playthings on the staircase fools whose weapons represents the killing game Who taught the killing game Who taught the killing game Awaken eyes sewn wearing glasses dripping tapping at the temple door locked inside Scream inner scraping tooth and nail nowhere to go quiet retraces forcing light tears Then pretend nothing blinds minds closed in sanctuary closed in sanctuary padded Walls not quiet storms fury burned out killing time Who taught the killing game Time's taught the killing game herself No i taught the killing game first
