200 Stab Wounds - Stifling Stew - текст песни и слова, похожие исполнители

Kishore Kumar Hits — 200 Stab Wounds - Stifling Stew текст песни

Исполнитель: 200 Stab Wounds

альбом: Slave to the Scalpel

Figure out who is who
Bag on face turning blue
Victim of one brain
Trying to distribute pain
♪
Nameless sack to one
Fulfilling for the other
Head left in the bag
Sent to their mother
Slither to another
Stew made out of you
♪
Shelter the spawn
We kill at dawn
Defiling your innocence
It won't be long
Accepting your face
Before its too late
I carry death, I carry hate

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