could not be crossed,
And there was foot-rot in the flock
And hundreds had been lost;
The sheep were falling thick and fast
A hundred miles from »
The Drover's Sweetheart
The Priscilla
by Priscilla Herdman
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of wood
For the rotting flesh lying under foot.
And on the mournful stars gazed up above.
The eagle watches from his mountain walls.
Good bye »
Voyage to Eternal Life
Doomed Dark Years
by Astarte
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Shit Breath like a Pig's Asshole
Scabby Jaw Toothless Maw
Rotting Fast in Pubes Crabs Crawl
Picking Flesh Face Like Death Spread it for a bit
Of Meth »
Blacktooth Beast
Urine Junkies
by Abscess
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My father used to work the seam far below the ground
Digging for the coal to melt the steel
But now he lies a twisted man one foot in the grave
Just »
Iron Wheels
The Eagle Has Landed, Pt. 2
by Saxon
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I set my foot in my cottage
Eyes attracted by human debris
Floorboards covered in spinal fluids
Oozing liquid putresence
Open the fridge; gory sight »
Mentally Deficient
Engraved in Black
by Acrostichon
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I set my foot in my cottage
Eyes attracted by human debris
Floorboards covered in spinal fluids
Oozing liquid putresence
Open the fridge; gory sight »
Lost Remembrance
Engraved in Black
by Acrostichon
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I've got a frame full of Good intentions that I Left back at home to rot Thought that to stay underground And go streamline I'd be strong Now I know I'm »
Fifth Wheel
Over the James [Bonus Tracks]
by Avail
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is another dream
Sunday's star is monday's scar
Out of date before you're even seen
At the top so quick to flop
You're so new but rotting in »
Looking for Today
Sabbath Bloody Sabbath
by Black Sabbath
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ocean I wouldn't cross or anywhere I wouldn't go
As I walk this world, tired and alone
Got one foot in the grave, Lord, help me make it home
I'll »
Lost Heaven
1919 Eternal
by Black Label Society
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(Hess)
Walking on the coals til you can't feel your feet
Another foot further is just a stone's throw from misery
Now there's a better way than »
Breathing Sand
Voice of Reason
by Harem Scarem
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of gathering,
The whole world lies rotting in the street
Soon we will walk with collars high
Like ramparts raised for the siege
We'll bow to her beauty, »
Winter's Song
Black Eyed Man
by Cowboy Junkies
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are the rot at the roof
We are the taint in the blood
We are the thorn in the foot »
A Pict Song
William Bloke
by Billy Bragg
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not easy to express a feeling
When they think my heart is of stone
With one square foot and a ceiling
Even the toughest feel like a pulverized bone »
The Day, the Earth
Same Difference
by Entombed
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Taste the rot of human life, breathe
The stench of decayed blood
Missing teeth and lower jaws
Losing half
A foot and arm
Joined together different »
Cadaver Mutilator
A Decade in the Grave
by Six Feet Under
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Existence denied perpetuated
Battle in your mind asphyxiated
At the foot of the CROSS
All your burdens were lost
You felt such relief within »
Asphyxiated
Unearthed
by Crimson Thorn
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our bodies here to rot
Oh please let them know
We are alive
Oh, and though we lie alone here in the dark
Our souls will rise to carry the fire »
We Are Alive
Wrecking Ball
by Bruce Springsteen
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our bodies here to rot
Oh please let them know
We are alive
Oh, and though we lie alone here in the dark
Our souls will rise to carry the fire »
We Are Alive [CD]
Wrecking Ball
by Bruce Springsteen
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last time
I put my foot in it
Black dog putting these words in my mouth
Well don't take any notice of them
I don't mean to vent my spleen
I hate it »
Shrunken Heads
Shrunken Heads
by Ian Hunter
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we pick up an over sized sock
And hang it like this on the wall
Oh, yes, does it still have a foot? Let me see, let me look
Is it rotted and covered »
Town Meeting Song
The Jack 2 Pack (The Nightmare Before Christmas)
by The Polyphonic Spree
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Bite the bit, scream till you're blue the face. [Repeat: x4]
Nice pipe dreams or passive revolution? [Repeat: x4]
foot soldiers
With weapons »
Diatribes
Diatribes
by Napalm Death
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Club
She's cooking up the gravy in a claw foot tub
Waiting in the kitchen you can get a back rub from old greasy granny
Greasy granny's gravy, it'll »
Greasy Granny's Gopher Gravy, Pt. 1
The Deep End, Vol. 2
by Gov't Mule
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Club
She's cooking up the gravy in a claw foot tub
Waiting in the kitchen you can get a back rub from old greasy granny
Greasy granny's gravy, it'll »
Greasy Granny's Gopher Gravy, Pt. 2
The Deep End, Vol. 2
by Gov't Mule
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I sat and dreamed at the foot of your bed
You split my skull and reached inside my head
And pulled out the pictures I'd been wishing I'd forget »
Glory
Ghost
by Radical Face
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On a silver-black phantom bike.
When the metal is hot, and the engine is hungry
And we're all about to see the light.
Nothing ever grows in this rotting old hole, »
Bat out of Hell
Bat Out of Hell II: Back into Hell [3 Discs]
by Meat Loaf
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of the shame
And then we will dance on your graves
We are the worm in the wood!
We are the rot at the root!
We are the taint in the blood!
We are »
A Pict Song
Love, Billy
by Discount
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