Alsatian - White Rose Movement

Kill, comfort kill

I’m infidel

A simple sound

A scream to the sky

Slam, sacharine Sam

Pushing my pram

With your harlequin words

You turned and said

«Sicko psycophants»

With a poisonous rant

And a requiem of fear

The guns and teeth

Of London streets

Come on!

C-c-come on!

(Ohh) Kill, comfort kill

I’m infidel

All the fireworks

Explode in the sky

Slam, sacharine Sam

Pushing my pram

With your harlequin words

You run in the dark

Cos it makes you feel free

And the wind cuts your face

Cos you wanna believe (4x)

That out there something is real

The elixir of life

He licks down a knife

To her wet apperture (2x)

(Yaw!)

Kill, comfort kill

I’m infidel

Give me fireworks

Explode in the sky

Slam, Fashion-Cazam

Pushing my pram

Turning the wheel too fast

They’re all Sicko psycophants

With elastic banks

Kiss me with the kiss of death

Tell me I’m an individual boy

Come on!

(Come on!)

You run in the dark

Cos it makes you feel free

And the wind cuts your face

Cos you wanna believe (4x)

Out there something is real

Put your dog on a leash (4x)

(This is pure)

Just keep that man

Away from me And keep that sound

Away from me With your surgical tears

That callous me in And when the people say

«Your better out than in»

Coz your mouth is undone (7x)

But your blood is alive (17x)