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describe the illness
Crosses burn our temples on slaughter avenue, start your two-day life on a two-day vacation
Satan is by far the kindest beast, children use their fingers instead of words
Fighting with scorpions tied round my neck, i m walking on water in a sea of incest
Describe the illness, killing myself for the perfect honeymoon, on a mission of the father to reduce the gates of hell
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation, children dig the graves of me and you, children use their fingers instead of words
Fighting with scorpions tied round my neck, jesus won t you touch me, i m setting twenty-two tables for the funeral feast
jesus won t you touch me
I m using my fingers instead of words, i m setting twenty-two tables for the funeral feast
describe the illness
Where the hell are you when the fire starts, children use their fingers instead of words
I m using my fingers instead of words, i can t leave home without my bullet-proof vest
I ve got the image of jesus embedded in my chest, killing myself for the perfect honeymoon
Describe the illness, killing myself for the perfect honeymoon
Spiritual cramp going for my ribs, fighting with scorpions tied round my neck Death, satan is by far the kindest beast
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation, i m using my fingers instead of words, i m walking on water in a sea of incest
Fingers bury children under the boards, fighting with scorpions tied round my neck
on a mission of the father to reduce the gates of hell
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation, killing myself for the perfect honeymoon
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation, with the powder skull secrets of forgotten years Cramp, i can die a thousand times
children dig the graves of me and you
Those gangsters toting guns are shooting spikes through my wrist, time is digging graves for the chosen few
i ll prescribe the cure
Describe the illness, i ll prescribe the cure Christian, start your two-day life on a two-day vacation
jesus won t you touch me
I hear the pitter-patter of a killer on the loose, children use their fingers instead of words
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation, children use their fingers instead of words
Satan is by far the kindest beast, fighting with scorpions tied round my neck, i can die a thousand times
I ll prescribe the cure, i can die a thousand times Spiritual, i m setting twenty-two tables for the funeral feast
with the powder skull secrets of forgotten years
i m using my fingers instead of words
Fingers bury children under the boards, i can die a thousand times, jesus won t you touch me
crosses burn our temples on slaughter avenue
Children use their fingers instead of words, come into my heart
it takes too much time for me to say i refuse
With the powder skull secrets of forgotten years, describe the illness, it takes too much time for me to say i refuse
satan is by far the kindest beast
I m walking on water in a sea of incest, i ve got the image of jesus embedded in my chest
The ivory bone-eyed mother s flesh is starting to swell, where the hell are you when the fire starts Christian, where the hell are you when the fire starts
children use their fingers instead of words
Killing myself for the perfect honeymoon, it takes too much time for me to say i refuse
Children use their fingers instead of words, time is digging graves for the chosen few
i hear the pitter-patter of a killer on the loose
On a mission of the father to reduce the gates of hell, i m using my fingers instead of words, start your two-day life on a two-day vacation
it takes too much time for me to say i refuse
fingers bury children under the boards
Time is digging graves for the chosen few, the hangman s noose is drenched with bloodstained tears, spiritual cramp going for my ribs
I m using my fingers instead of words, where the hell are you when the fire starts, come into my heart
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation, my hands are the killers that confirm my fears, i m setting twenty-two tables for the funeral feast
i can die a thousand times
Describe the illness, the hangman s noose is drenched with bloodstained tears Christian, the ivory bone-eyed mother s flesh is starting to swell
the ivory bone-eyed mother s flesh is starting to swell
children use their fingers instead of words
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation, i ve got the image of jesus embedded in my chest, incurable disease on the day of rest
but i ll always be here
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation, come into my heart
I ve got the image of jesus embedded in my chest, fingers bury children under the boards, i ll prescribe the cure
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation, fighting with scorpions tied round my neck
i can die a thousand times
Children use their fingers instead of words, on a mission of the father to reduce the gates of hell Spiritual, i m walking on water in a sea of incest