Letra de Hallucination Guillotine

On a telegraph pole An assassin is training his soul Locked up in a fancy room Not very far from doom Intoxicated kids Are ready to quit His desires they scatter His nerves they shatter No window to see No door to flee The heart-attack machine Is out of gear The mighty nightmare-employer Professor of paranoia Is stealing near Seven miles from here Smoke coming out of their eyes Insanity-tigers are licking his hands A short romance A vaporised dance