| Song | Beausoleil |
| Artist | Current 93 |
| Album | Swastikas for Noddy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Current 93Current 93 ... | |
| Beausoleil, soleil soleil soleil soleil | |
| Beausoleil, reaping Nirvana in a desert land | |
| Beausoleil, Thine anger rising like a scorpion | |
| Beausoleil, dune buggy baby on a fairground slide | |
| Beausoleil, the taste of honey and the swirl of lies | |
| Beausoleil, jackbooting wide-eyed in the widest pit | |
| Beausoleil, looking at smiles and seeing only grins | |
| Beausoleil, did dead Gods smell the dog's blood rose | |
| Beausoleil, now all Thine summers turn to menstrual winters | |
| Beausoleil, kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill killy kill | |
| Beausoleil, did dog's blood rise when the dead Gods died | |
| Beausoleil, beautiful sunshine whose shadows hides | |
| Beausoleil, white brothers planting burning crosses | |
| Beausoleil, the sharpest flavour is the one that stains | |
| Beausoleil, when dog's blood rises does it also dance | |
| Beausoleil, grey benediction of the Final Church | |
| Beausoleil, it's just your habit of culling time | |
| Beausoleil, a Death in June under a menstrual moon | |
| Beausoleil, Scorpio rising but the Light Bearer falls | |
| Beausoleil, the squeky laughter of a giddy world | |
| Beausoleil, still waving black flags from a stubble field | |
| Beausoleil, a maltese cross is pierced by the Blood of Christ | |
| Beausoleil, hiding from cancer crabs and cracking jokes | |
| Beausoleil, arson archbishop makes the deserts burn | |
| Beausoleil, the dead are grateful -- all you need is love | |
| Beausoleil, fat Buddhas smiling with the widest grin | |
| Beausoleil, candy floss surgeon with the golden hair | |
| Beausoleil, a brand new Process for a brand new age | |
| Beausoleil, a black Messiah wearing buckskin boots | |
| Beausoleil, assassin creepy-crawls through Hebron's Vale | |
| Beausoleil, there's no business like the devil's business | |
| Beausoleil, another martyr for the Noddy Apocalypse | |
| Beausoleil, que sera, sera | |
| Beausoleil, we want to sink into the deepest basin | |
| Beausoleil, fils de perdition, Luciferens | |
| Beausoleil, seven and seven is the hidden key | |
| Beausoleil, a train to Clarkesville in the menstrual night | |
| Beausoleil, Disneyland darkness with your Armageddon smile | |
| Beausoleil, sangs rGyas chos dang tsogs kyi mChog rNams la | |
| Beausoleil, you hide your candle on Golgotha's hill |
| zuo ci : Current 93Current 93 ... | |
| Beausoleil, soleil soleil soleil soleil | |
| Beausoleil, reaping Nirvana in a desert land | |
| Beausoleil, Thine anger rising like a scorpion | |
| Beausoleil, dune buggy baby on a fairground slide | |
| Beausoleil, the taste of honey and the swirl of lies | |
| Beausoleil, jackbooting wideeyed in the widest pit | |
| Beausoleil, looking at smiles and seeing only grins | |
| Beausoleil, did dead Gods smell the dog' s blood rose | |
| Beausoleil, now all Thine summers turn to menstrual winters | |
| Beausoleil, kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill killy kill | |
| Beausoleil, did dog' s blood rise when the dead Gods died | |
| Beausoleil, beautiful sunshine whose shadows hides | |
| Beausoleil, white brothers planting burning crosses | |
| Beausoleil, the sharpest flavour is the one that stains | |
| Beausoleil, when dog' s blood rises does it also dance | |
| Beausoleil, grey benediction of the Final Church | |
| Beausoleil, it' s just your habit of culling time | |
| Beausoleil, a Death in June under a menstrual moon | |
| Beausoleil, Scorpio rising but the Light Bearer falls | |
| Beausoleil, the squeky laughter of a giddy world | |
| Beausoleil, still waving black flags from a stubble field | |
| Beausoleil, a maltese cross is pierced by the Blood of Christ | |
| Beausoleil, hiding from cancer crabs and cracking jokes | |
| Beausoleil, arson archbishop makes the deserts burn | |
| Beausoleil, the dead are grateful all you need is love | |
| Beausoleil, fat Buddhas smiling with the widest grin | |
| Beausoleil, candy floss surgeon with the golden hair | |
| Beausoleil, a brand new Process for a brand new age | |
| Beausoleil, a black Messiah wearing buckskin boots | |
| Beausoleil, assassin creepycrawls through Hebron' s Vale | |
| Beausoleil, there' s no business like the devil' s business | |
| Beausoleil, another martyr for the Noddy Apocalypse | |
| Beausoleil, que sera, sera | |
| Beausoleil, we want to sink into the deepest basin | |
| Beausoleil, fils de perdition, Luciferens | |
| Beausoleil, seven and seven is the hidden key | |
| Beausoleil, a train to Clarkesville in the menstrual night | |
| Beausoleil, Disneyland darkness with your Armageddon smile | |
| Beausoleil, sangs rGyas chos dang tsogs kyi mChog rNams la | |
| Beausoleil, you hide your candle on Golgotha' s hill |
| zuò cí : Current 93Current 93 ... | |
| Beausoleil, soleil soleil soleil soleil | |
| Beausoleil, reaping Nirvana in a desert land | |
| Beausoleil, Thine anger rising like a scorpion | |
| Beausoleil, dune buggy baby on a fairground slide | |
| Beausoleil, the taste of honey and the swirl of lies | |
| Beausoleil, jackbooting wideeyed in the widest pit | |
| Beausoleil, looking at smiles and seeing only grins | |
| Beausoleil, did dead Gods smell the dog' s blood rose | |
| Beausoleil, now all Thine summers turn to menstrual winters | |
| Beausoleil, kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill killy kill | |
| Beausoleil, did dog' s blood rise when the dead Gods died | |
| Beausoleil, beautiful sunshine whose shadows hides | |
| Beausoleil, white brothers planting burning crosses | |
| Beausoleil, the sharpest flavour is the one that stains | |
| Beausoleil, when dog' s blood rises does it also dance | |
| Beausoleil, grey benediction of the Final Church | |
| Beausoleil, it' s just your habit of culling time | |
| Beausoleil, a Death in June under a menstrual moon | |
| Beausoleil, Scorpio rising but the Light Bearer falls | |
| Beausoleil, the squeky laughter of a giddy world | |
| Beausoleil, still waving black flags from a stubble field | |
| Beausoleil, a maltese cross is pierced by the Blood of Christ | |
| Beausoleil, hiding from cancer crabs and cracking jokes | |
| Beausoleil, arson archbishop makes the deserts burn | |
| Beausoleil, the dead are grateful all you need is love | |
| Beausoleil, fat Buddhas smiling with the widest grin | |
| Beausoleil, candy floss surgeon with the golden hair | |
| Beausoleil, a brand new Process for a brand new age | |
| Beausoleil, a black Messiah wearing buckskin boots | |
| Beausoleil, assassin creepycrawls through Hebron' s Vale | |
| Beausoleil, there' s no business like the devil' s business | |
| Beausoleil, another martyr for the Noddy Apocalypse | |
| Beausoleil, que sera, sera | |
| Beausoleil, we want to sink into the deepest basin | |
| Beausoleil, fils de perdition, Luciferens | |
| Beausoleil, seven and seven is the hidden key | |
| Beausoleil, a train to Clarkesville in the menstrual night | |
| Beausoleil, Disneyland darkness with your Armageddon smile | |
| Beausoleil, sangs rGyas chos dang tsogs kyi mChog rNams la | |
| Beausoleil, you hide your candle on Golgotha' s hill |