歌曲 | I Must Not Live |
歌手 | Vehemence |
专辑 | God Was Created |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
My wretched flesh stings just adding to my pain | |
I must not live, | |
I am a curse. | |
What have | |
I done? She was the only one, my life now meaningless. | |
Merely wasting flesh | |
I hate myself. | |
Her Flesh | |
Since Rotten | |
Away I hate you jesus | |
I blame you | |
You fucking bastard you stole her | |
You made me worthless to myself | |
The only answer….my revenge | |
It suddenly is so clear | |
Sobbing through a smile…. | |
When you’ve lost everything there is nothing more to lose, now my | |
Revelation unfolds before me | |
Back to School but with intent to spill the blood of christs’ sheep on my flesh | |
Christ, they will pay for your sins | |
Everyone guilty in my eyes | |
My blade warm in my moist hand | |
Who will be the first? | |
Quickly venturing into the bathroom, class is in session | |
I find a young girl in a stall, | |
I am in love again | |
I want to take as many as | |
I can This little whore gutted on the toilet | |
My dick stiffens staring at her vagina | |
Warm wet pool spreads across the tile | |
This is not a replacement | |
Like a spider web no escape | |
This girls come in but never leave | |
I start to lose count of my victims | |
Blood to my ankles vindicates | |
They are on to me | |
I pierce my wrist | |
This part is easy…. | |
Blood pours form my arm, | |
I cannot let them take me | |
I give myself to satan, | |
I will not let jesus have me |
My wretched flesh stings just adding to my pain | |
I must not live, | |
I am a curse. | |
What have | |
I done? She was the only one, my life now meaningless. | |
Merely wasting flesh | |
I hate myself. | |
Her Flesh | |
Since Rotten | |
Away I hate you jesus | |
I blame you | |
You fucking bastard you stole her | |
You made me worthless to myself | |
The only answer. my revenge | |
It suddenly is so clear | |
Sobbing through a smile. | |
When you' ve lost everything there is nothing more to lose, now my | |
Revelation unfolds before me | |
Back to School but with intent to spill the blood of christs' sheep on my flesh | |
Christ, they will pay for your sins | |
Everyone guilty in my eyes | |
My blade warm in my moist hand | |
Who will be the first? | |
Quickly venturing into the bathroom, class is in session | |
I find a young girl in a stall, | |
I am in love again | |
I want to take as many as | |
I can This little whore gutted on the toilet | |
My dick stiffens staring at her vagina | |
Warm wet pool spreads across the tile | |
This is not a replacement | |
Like a spider web no escape | |
This girls come in but never leave | |
I start to lose count of my victims | |
Blood to my ankles vindicates | |
They are on to me | |
I pierce my wrist | |
This part is easy. | |
Blood pours form my arm, | |
I cannot let them take me | |
I give myself to satan, | |
I will not let jesus have me |
My wretched flesh stings just adding to my pain | |
I must not live, | |
I am a curse. | |
What have | |
I done? She was the only one, my life now meaningless. | |
Merely wasting flesh | |
I hate myself. | |
Her Flesh | |
Since Rotten | |
Away I hate you jesus | |
I blame you | |
You fucking bastard you stole her | |
You made me worthless to myself | |
The only answer. my revenge | |
It suddenly is so clear | |
Sobbing through a smile. | |
When you' ve lost everything there is nothing more to lose, now my | |
Revelation unfolds before me | |
Back to School but with intent to spill the blood of christs' sheep on my flesh | |
Christ, they will pay for your sins | |
Everyone guilty in my eyes | |
My blade warm in my moist hand | |
Who will be the first? | |
Quickly venturing into the bathroom, class is in session | |
I find a young girl in a stall, | |
I am in love again | |
I want to take as many as | |
I can This little whore gutted on the toilet | |
My dick stiffens staring at her vagina | |
Warm wet pool spreads across the tile | |
This is not a replacement | |
Like a spider web no escape | |
This girls come in but never leave | |
I start to lose count of my victims | |
Blood to my ankles vindicates | |
They are on to me | |
I pierce my wrist | |
This part is easy. | |
Blood pours form my arm, | |
I cannot let them take me | |
I give myself to satan, | |
I will not let jesus have me |