Who would truly believe all of your filthy lies?
Not even the most ravenous dogs would go between your thighs
You're much more like a pile of putrid fucking meat
Waiting to be fed to the wolves, a whore of the worst breed
Thorned rose
You pricked my finger for the last time
You bitch
Oh, unholy ghost from down below
Take this wretched beast away
Send the slut right back to hell where she belongs
And leave no meat astray
If I had it my way
I'd slit your fucking throat
Frail limbs drop as the corpse of
The fiendish immoral whore
Bleeds
The acrid, dirty blasphemy
Is now back and one with her grave
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Mature and thought provoking lyrics? Fuck no! Angry and straight ignorant breakdowns that make you revert to a neanderthalian type state? FUCK YEAH! water-bottle666