Текст (слова) песни: Monks of Doom - The Insect God

What has become of millicent frastley?

Is there any hope that she is still alive?

Why havent they found her?

Its rather ghastly to think the little child was not yet five.

What has become of millicent frastley?

Last seen alone playing at the edge of the park

There was no one with her to keep her from straying away

And she wandered off into the oncoming dark

A silent and glittering black motor drew up

To where she sat nibbling grass

And an arm with two elbows then held out a tin filled with cinnamon balls

And beckoned the youngster in

What has become of millicent frastley?

Old feelings of horror, resentment and pity

... things which so seldom turn out for the best

As the last of the light died out in the west,

The car unobserved sped away from the city

The frastleys grew sick with apprehension

Which a heavy tea only increased

Though they felt it was scarcely genteel to mention the loss of the child

They phoned in the police

Police with their truncheons and notebooks descended

On the haunts of the underworld

In spite of their efforts, they ended with nothing

They could not find the girl

The car after hours and hours of travel

Arrived at a gate in an endless wall

It pulled up the drive and stopped on the gravel

At the foot of a vast and crumbling hall

... and hope started to languish

It soon was replaced by all manner of fear

The family twisted their fingers in anguish

And got them all damp with the flow of their tears

The child was removed to a ballroom whose hangings

And mirrors were streaked with a luminous slime

They lept through the air with their buzzings and twangings

To work themselves up to their ritual crime

They stung her and stripped off her garments and lastly

They sucked inside a kind of a pod

And then it was that little millicent frastley

Was sacrified to the insect god

And then it was that little millicent frastley

Was sacrified to the insect god

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Monks of Doom - The Insect God What has become of millicent frastley? Is there any hope that she is still alive? Why havent they found her? Its rather ghastly to think the little child was not yet five. What has become of millicent frastley? Last seen alone playing at the edge of the park There was no one with her to keep her from straying away And she wandered off into the oncoming dark A silent and glittering black motor drew up To where she sat nibbling grass And an arm with two elbows then held out a tin filled with cinnamon balls And beckoned the youngster in What has become of millicent frastley? Old feelings of horror, resentment and pity ... things which so seldom turn out for the best As the last of the light died out in the west, The car unobserved sped away from the city The frastleys grew sick with apprehension Which a heavy tea only increased Though they felt it was scarcely genteel to mention the loss of the child They phoned in the police Police with their truncheons and notebooks descended On the haunts of the underworld In spite of their efforts, they ended with nothing They could not find the girl The car after hours and hours of travel Arrived at a gate in an endless wall It pulled up the drive and stopped on the gravel At the foot of a vast and crumbling hall ... and hope started to languish It soon was replaced by all manner of fear The family twisted their fingers in anguish And got them all damp with the flow of their tears The child was removed to a ballroom whose hangings And mirrors were streaked with a luminous slime They lept through the air with their buzzings and twangings To work themselves up to their ritual crime They stung her and stripped off her garments and lastly They sucked inside a kind of a pod And then it was that little millicent frastley Was sacrified to the insect god And then it was that little millicent frastley Was sacrified to the insect god Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Insect God: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/32275.html Все тексты песен: Monks of Doom » Monks of Doom - The Better Angels of Our Nature » Monks of Doom - Let`s Split » Monks of Doom - Visions from The Acid Couch » Monks of Doom - The Haunting of an Eastern Mans Mind » Monks of Doom - Broadcast at Midday » Monks of Doom - Turn It on Himself » Monks of Doom - Follow The Queen » Monks of Doom - Blues on Sunday » Monks of Doom - Virtual Lover » Monks of Doom - Cigarette Man (Cast of Characters) » Monks of Doom - Argentine Dilemma » Monks of Doom - Vaporize Your Crystals » Monks of Doom - The Beach of Deception » Monks of Doom - Insana and Her Manchild » Monks of Doom - Trapped » Monks of Doom - Geode I » Monks of Doom - Flint Jack » Monks of Doom - Door to Success » Monks of Doom - A. O. a. » Monks of Doom - Hieroglyphic Рекомендуем скачать: » Борис Щеглов - Эхо » Борис Вахнюк - Песня бывшего туриста » Борис Вячеславов - Я хотел бы стать водителем трамвая... » Банда - Ромео и Джульетта » Блестящие - Апельсиновая песня » Булат Окуджава - В детстве мне встретился как-то кузнечик... » Б.Моисеев А.Пугачева - Две свечи » Буланова Татьяна - Верю знаю » Бутырка - Тебя ждут » Булат Окуджава - Над синей улицей портовой... » Бочаров Владимир - ИСПОВЕДЬ СТОРОЖЕВОГО ПСА » Борис Гордон - Старая дачная песня » Борис Вячеславов - Неприкаянность » Борис Вячеславов - Дорога в поднебесье » Булат Окуджава - (Стихи) » Блестящие - Облака » Б.Моисеев - А я твоя » Борис Вячеславов - Не поддаться бы соблазну... » Блестящие - Посмотри на небо » Беретта - Про это...
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