Lirik Lagu The Need For Repetition Between The Buried And Me

Whip The Child, Stretch That Child...drag Them Through Your Dreams Of

Lust...raise The Skirt...stroke The Thigh...leech!! This Blood Will Never

Clot. It Pours Down The Chin Of Every Child, Every Life Touched By Your

Sick Instinct. Fucking Whore, Fucking Whore Of Disgust. Your Life Paid

By The Sweat Of Your Disgusting Sex. Their Innocent Tears Drenched Every

Inch Of Life That Went Into Those Toys And Beautiful Minds. Castrate The

Fuck. Beat The Fucker To Death.
 

 
  Between The Buried And Me   Writed by Admin  5x     2024-12-23 15:01:28

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