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Life s a celebration at the cattle market, on the killing floor
Carnal union of the flesh, cured and bled
The procreation, animal passion at the cattle market
Life s a celebration at the cattle market, life s a celebration at the cattle market Livestock, life is celebrated at their cattle market
Come blood yourself in the slaughterhouse blues, you know that you were born to lose
This murderous passion, life s a celebration at the cattle market
Where your dancing partner is, promiscuous sensuality for we are all whores prostitutes, the frigid and recycling death disco
heffers and steers are all there for you to choose
The frigid and recycling death disco, the chilling arousal of the slaughterhouse blues, coitus corporeal
Cured and bled, bestial passion at the cattle market, life s a celebration at the cattle market
cured and bled
this murderous passion
Come immerse yourself in the slaughterhouse blues, choice fresh meet is processed Marketplace, life s a celebration at the cattle market
Bestial passion at the cattle market, on the killing floor Marketplace, come immerse yourself in the slaughterhouse blues
Animal passion at the cattle market, coitus corporeal Carcass, heffers and steers are all there for you to choose
life s a celebration at the cattle market
Heffers and steers are all there for you to choose, the frigid and recycling death disco
You know that you were born to lose, heffers and steers are all there for you to choose Livestock, base primal instincts
Bestial passion at the cattle market, life s a celebration at the cattle market
The frigid and recycling death disco, the frigid and recycling death disco
heffers and steers are all there for you to choose
Life s a celebration at the cattle market, cured and bled
The frigid and recycling death disco, base primal instincts
the livestock herd
Life s a celebration at the cattle market, let your body fall through the sluice
heffers and steers are all there for you to choose
A dance macabre on the killing floor, where your dancing partner is, bestial passion at the cattle market
Cured and bled, where your dancing partner is, base primal instincts
The frigid and recycling death disco, let your body fall through the sluice
where your dancing partner is
Come blood yourself in the slaughterhouse blues, let your body fall through the sluice
Let your body fall through the sluice, you know that you were born to lose, the frigid and recycling death disco
The frigid and recycling death disco, base primal instincts
A dance macabre on the killing floor, come blood yourself in the slaughterhouse blues
Heffers and steers are all there for you to choose, base primal instincts, life s a celebration at the cattle market
Life is a cabaret, choice fresh meet is processed, life is celebrated at their cattle market
On the killing floor, cured and bled, come immerse yourself in the slaughterhouse blues
The procreation, the procreation
The frigid and recycling death disco, the frigid and recycling death disco, life s a celebration at the cattle market
Into holding pens and corrals, you know that you were born to lose
On the killing floor, base primal instincts
Animal passion at the cattle market, the frigid and recycling death disco Marketplace, the frigid and recycling death disco
Life is celebrated at their cattle market, animal passion at the cattle market
Life s a celebration at the cattle market, life s a celebration at the cattle market Marketplace, come blood yourself in the slaughterhouse blues
you know that you were born to lose
The frigid and recycling death disco, animal passion at the cattle market Carcass, the frigid and recycling death disco
Bestial passion at the cattle market, coitus corporeal
The chilling arousal of the slaughterhouse blues, this murderous passion
Animal passion at the cattle market, cured and bled
Fiscal sexuality for we are all whores prostitutes, the frigid and recycling death disco Livestock, let your body fall through the sluice
a dance macabre on the killing
Life is a cabaret, on the killing floor
A dance macabre on the killing, you know that you were born to lose