Sonderkommando Lyrics & Chords By Thoroughbred Racing Pigeon

The tongues of a thousand tiny blue-red flames Coughing our souls to heaven In the heat the dead stir one last time A foul, filthy death is mine. You don’t have to die to walk...read more

And blundering brightly through the night Astride the thunderous, flaming trident bike The choked back years of jeers Flashing forceful through their peers Inflicting beastly...read more

In streams of anxiety I catch a breath of present time And open a hidden door in a floor with the imprinted hand Once again I begin a night descent toward my cellar worlds Where...read more