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FYTM
02:33
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If beauty's in the eye of the beholder
i must be going blind
your world is full of greed and filth
a disgrace to the gods and all mankind
a million point your way
still you admit no guilt
treacherous queen of scum
i'll burn down what you've built
a castle force-fed anger
a new boy with dull eyes
i hope you choke on dirt
buried in all your lies
they say queens, were all once sluts
they say queens, were all once sluts
so drown in your own blood
and think of what you've done
i just can forgive
and you won't forget
you thought it was done
it just now begins
just let the boy sleep
he's already gone
now hearing pure hate
instead of a love song
the armies have gathered
they're now at your door
so much fucking effort
for a simple town whore
you sold them out
then sold yourself too
you sold them out
then sold yourself too
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The Axeman's Jazz
02:21
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I'm planning out my greatest failure
a victim of primal behavior
my shortcoming are the same as his
just darker and infected with sin
i can't let myself think straight
so buy another round
medication in the form of hate
once a home now a battleground
i killed rock n roll,
and it felt good
changing everything
so misunderstood
i killed rock n roll,
and it felt wrong
drink the venom down
all day
a friend of god
is no friend of mine
i'm to afraid
but not to die
i am known
by many names
but they all sound
exactly the same
let's turn the river into whiskey
the wine into blood
break down all the dams
and hope to god it'll flood
don't mention the man
i used to be
sew the buttons to my eyes
there's nothing left for me to so
don't mention the man i used to be
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3. |
Husband Bulge
05:33
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En-cryptic
Sadistic
the endless hunt for flesh
i'll keep you in my heart til there's nothing left
En-cryptic
Sadistic
the endless hunt for flesh
i'll keep you in my heart til there's nothing left
quick to point a finger
but can't find whose to blame
you've now become a pawn
in my never ending game
blindfolded, and led to the way
awaiting the beast
that drags you to hell
in the darkness of midnight
my reign of terror cut short
your words slowly cut off
by an assassin of sorts
it really makes no difference
impossible to explain
oil mixes with blood
getting off on each scrape
they wait, and conquer
dictate, then squander
these walls, have voices
controlled, no choices
I awake
examine my work
proud of what i am
a slave to the dark
they will find me
and i'll still smile wide
god's favorite demon
why would i try to hide?
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Varmint Omaha, Nebraska
Hardcore Rock band from Omaha, Nebraska. We'll fuck your sister.
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