Martigan – Much More Lyrics

Time... gentlemen!
Thus spoke the judge
And 41 demons stood up
They rolled their eyes

They sucked up minds
They reaches out for decision
No one was sure
But all decided, was heaven guided
They couldn't fail
And so they send him to jail
No one was sure but all decided
Was heaven guided

Three silver bullets
Concluded the book of the challenge of the sweet perfumes
Not a bird sing, as the winds collapsed
As the kids loving ugly tunes
No one will come home
The scent, the scent, the scent, the scent
I swear a gun

Breading out
A revenge so very cruel
To hurt them forever
Mmm, suddenly was destiny to me

They stabbed the truth
And they spread out the news
No one was sure
But all decided, was heaven guided
They couldn't fail
And so they send him to jail
No one was sure but all decided
Was heaven guided

Three silver bullets
Concluded the book of the challenge of the sweet perfumes
Not a bird sing, as the winds collapsed
As the kids loving ugly tunes
No one will come home
The scent, the scent, the scent, the scent
I swear a gun

It takes you 50 Deutschmarks
For a timeout or- 28 for a trip
And then the only way out to flee
Off your penalty isn't- you'll see

Three silver bullets
Concluded the book of the challenge of the sweet perfumes
Not a bird singing, as the winds collapsed
As the kids loving ugly tunes

Three silver bullets
Concluded the book of the challenge of the sweet perfumes
Not a bird singing, as the winds collapsed

And then the only way out to flee
Off your penalty isn't you'll see
Laid out for you and passions' degree
A place your mind is demanding for free

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