Кровь на виниле

Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Burn it down!


Black plastic spinning like a wheel in hell
I put the needle in the vein, under the spell
33 revolutions, whispers from the tomb
We ain't human, baby, we are electric doom!

Dust on the tracks? No! Ashes of the saints!
The sound cuts the flesh, covers up the paints!
Amp is melting down, tubes are burning eyes
Press that "Play" button, watch the storm arise!


(Dig it! Dig it!)
Scratch upon the heart!
(Dig it! Dig it!)
Tear the world apart!

Припев
Blood on the vinyl! Blood on the vinyl!
Music playing in a cursed style!
Disc is spinning, cutting up the skin
Devil's dancing to the state we're in!

Hey! Yeah!
Red on the black, static poison flow!
Blood on the vinyl — nowhere left to go!


Static hiss, frequencies cutting up the ear
In this room, the spirits disappear
Retro-monsters crawling from the speakers to the floor
Turn it up louder, give 'em what they're asking for!

Dirty groove, rusty bass, industrial storm
We are breaking, baby, every single norm!
Needle sharp as a maniac's blade at night
Shut up and listen! Scream with all your might!


"And I saw the beast, and the beast had rhythm..."



Hypnotize!
Terrorize!
Vinyl eyes!
Do or die!

Припев
Blood on the vinyl! Blood on the vinyl!
Music playing in a cursed style!
Disc is spinning, cutting up the skin
Devil's dancing to the state we're in!

Hey! Yeah!
Red on the black, static poison flow!
Blood on the vinyl — nowhere left to go!


Stuck...
(Blood...)
Stuck...
(Blood...)
The record... stops...