Killing Joke - Hosannas from the Basements of Hell lyrics

[Killing Joke - Hosannas from the Basements of Hell lyrics]

I harbour thoughts of killing you
Pour petrol on you and then on me
But then i walk down the stairs
And Killing Joke wait's for me there
Then we play - go psycho

With sticks and stones and bones beneath
Our homes we face ourselves
Hosannas rising from the basements of hell

Anger that poisons my heart
Eating your liver and heart
Like voodoo just play until you bleed
Lost in the noise i am free
I'm not a murderer yet
I'm not a murderer yet
With sticks and stones and bones beneath
Our homes we face ourselves
Hosannas rising from the basements of hell

I'm not a murderer yet
I'm not a murderer yet
I'm not a murderer yet
I'm not a murderer yet

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