Your misery is worn as a veil To hide bewitchment of the ugliest kind In place of Eve a bitter parody hails Daggers from the swagger Of a sodomite's concubine Bine (Bine)
Gilded cunt Oh, you gilded cunt
Your thin pretence overstretched and sickly Feigns love and light a long time laid in the grave My preference leans to killing you quickly Scissored in the gizzard That a heart no more maintains
But I am tied To the labyrinth and the beast The one-way track of eyes Black and grey like panzers
Loose your shell Shoot the mouth The gates of hell Have often dropped their jaws about Satan's agents were perversion to bear Side to side with their diversions You use to guide my fingers there
Dirty little gold digger Dirty little gold digger Dirty little gold digger Dirty little gold digger Dirty little gold digger Dirty little gold digger
Cunt (Cunt) Gilded cunt Oh, you gilded cunt Cunt Cunt
Nothing is above you save a boreal light That halo paid for by a consummated ring of ice And below you, will I see you tonight Glower from your tower Built of ivory and spite?
For I am torn Between the sheets that keep me borne And the teeth of a storm They reap then rape my stanzas
Click your heels Three times six The stars are fixed May I climb and get you one? The palace at Versailles never held your tongue Nor did heaven ever weather The crosses that you came upon
Dirty little soul frigger Dirty little soul frigger Dirty little soul frigger Dirty little soul frigger Dirty little soul frigger Dirty little soul frigger
Cunt (Cunt) Gilded cunt Oh, you gilded cunt Cunt CuntTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
