Kriitikoiden Hautausmaa (englisch) Letra

"-Will you help me up from here?

Don't even think about it!"



Leila!



Hey you little soul out there

Pull the finger from your ass, before you smash your mouth any longer

And I urinate on your keyboard, and plant a virus into you

You'll suffer from it until you die, bitterly pining away



Cemetary of the critics!

Awaits you!

Cemetary of the critics!

Is where you will be buried !



You can't play even a single chord on a guitar

In spite of that you pretend you know everything when you whine

When you can't do anything else, it's better to keep reviewing

This is how an impotent ladies man can become an influential person!



Cemetary of the critics!

Awaits you!

Cemetary of the critics!

Is where you will be buried!



Cemetary of the critics!

Awaits you!

Cemetary of the critics!

Is where you will be buried!



Cemetary of the critics!

Awaits you!

Cemetary of the critics!

Is where you will be buried!