Streetcleaner

You breed, Like Rats Breeding Stylized Deformity Don't look back Breeding Fade out Lies Deformity Stylized Deformity Don't look back You were dead from the beginning

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Don't hold me back, This is my own hell Christbait, Slugbait, Rise and bring you down Christbait Rising, In your own mind Christbait Rising, Bleed dry mankind

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

When on my own I feel free I can refuse Arms wait enfold Nothing left for me Waiting Pulp

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Smoke filled room Blank clean screen Soft fragile Take this back Easing flame Time's run out Remove this shell Of the dream long dead Dream long dead

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

You can crush me, As I speak Write on rocks, What you feel Don't call my name, Call your name Like the headdirt, In my dreams Now feel this

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

No lyrics have been submitted for this track yet.

Life Our life My life Is expendable What do you care? Life is money Profit is non Money is life Profit is null Life is debt ...Is dead Is debt Is Dead Life is money Life is death Is Dead.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Vision, Escape Vision, This feels _right_ Hell, Is where I lie Now take the power, When we all die We all die

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

The earth, Froze up One dead, Pale world And you'll swing, From the reaping hook (hearth?) And you'll die, By a reaping hook (hearth?) Locust, Locust Furnace, Furnace Corruption, In the goat herd Flesh crumbles, In the real world Silence Barren My furnace Appealed The locust furnace Earth, Earth Furnace, Furnace...

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

From where we stand From where I stand I feel the sorrow I feel the sorrow The world shall shed The world shall shed A tiny tear Your tiny tears Shed The world shall shed The world shall shed A tiny tear Your tiny tears

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Survival in buildings Stand still, shut-in Streets are empty The miserable trails You move with such grace You must be silent The prayer ruse I'm dying from the wound

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026

Dying ocean, dead head Watchin' the figures March without soul Observe the pages Safe place Without your sky Full of me Full of me Dying ocean, dead head Watchin' all the figures Walk without soul Without soul Without soul

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026

We are baptized We are in camps We've skin down to our knee We don't like you 'round me I'm forever trapped in doubt Burn our liver trapped in doubt We've skin down to me We won't let you 'round me

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026