Mortuary, Built by design. Orphanage filled to brim, With rich cunts kids. I lust to see you cry. All this time I watch your eyes.
Pray for god you piece of shit.
Test your luck and step to me, The last breath you will breathe, Dont be proud your not the first, Cross your arms and lie in dirt.
The human being you once were, Being found is no concern, Leave you face down in the street, Skinless from head to feet.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
