of the ocean and into the jaws of hell you will be the sacrificial lamb to awaken the demon inside of me this is the day of the dead under the
and space Can?t be erased or replaced With more shit that face Dead body after dead body, case after case Still keep the tulle tucked down in my waist For the radio disc
you never put the grit down. Hawk styles but you never got the grit right. Put the grit down. Grit right. Get down. This is a never dug disco defamation of dog
You are, as dead as you were the day before your parents met unwanted, hungry, and abused (chorus) baby satan is a little brat a vile being in his
through You're dead(? ) I've seen it all in a dream Haunting familiar deja vu I know your end is coming soon I can't help but think One day they'll
those of you who stray You will be hunted down like dogs Those who obey my paradise In a place we can all call home In a place we can all some day die
if you could wash away all the sins you've made to this day the last rites could be given to you because no one is innocent and no one will be spared
Alone and restless Left without a choice She sought the comfort in a friendly voice To survive she sold herself away Every night and almost every day
Time And Space Can't be erased Or replaced With more shit that face dead body after dead body Case after case Still keep the tulle tucked down in my waist For the radio disc
