Goat's head in the deli case Oh sweet angel-angel-bearded face Paper maché parade on at night That's what you do with no sunlight In the tropical
sober just be pretty but naive anything here is what you'll believe let the rhyme get stuck in your head wish you had undressed me in your head it'
godless creatures - hate The church of death - manipulating human behaviour. The church of lies - sacrificing living beings. Church of the sick - mentally deranged. Church
night Where there were idols there is idleness Unholy churches light their fires upon the moor They sealed the pact with blood and honour The machine
nigga, cuz I'm close to the edge and I'll jump of with a rope that's wrapped around your head send a death feedaz to my ex on valentines day the safety
just similar citizens sinister circle of serpants eatin virgins for dinner emergin as winners, from summer to winter the sons of the ministers burnin down churches
regardless if I turn the light out [A-Plus] That ain't right, that ain't right! Curse like a gat burst That ain't right Ride to church in a black hearse
the light Filling our heads with economical lies Refusing to hear the people cry Leaving no choice but to pray for death The government builds machines
, cuz I'm close to the edge and I'll jump of with a rope that's wrapped around your head send a death feedaz to my ex on valentines day the safety's off
were sober just be pretty but naive anything here is what you'll believe let the rhyme get stuck in your head wish you had undressed me in your head
Goat's head in the deli case Oh sweet angel-angel-bearded face Papier mache parade on at night That's what you do with no sunlight In the tropical tropical
Goat's head in the deli case Oh sweet angel-angel-bearded face Paper mache parade on at night That's what you do with no sunlight In the tropical tropical
my shit and then skate like I was Kerry Getz I keep my biscuit right next to where my machete rest Everything is everything but pussy death is death [