Trojan Whore

歌曲 Trojan Whore
歌手 Pig Destroyer
专辑 Prowler In the Yard

歌词

Half in darkness she stands in a dress of shrapnel, smoke and torn flags.
Dragging off cigarettes of human skin.
Eyes like cracked eggshells empty as life.
Her index fingers drip mothers milk like hypodermic needles.
She stumbles through my veins high on ash and dry semen fiending for love.