Oriental Morticians Flame
Oriental Morticians Flame. Stir my pain with an ice pick. I can. amputate with this dull knife. heaven's meat is on the stick. stir my pain with an ice pick. the chain-saw smile of the mortician shines.
The chain-saw smile of the mortician shines I still got all my fingers but somewhere I lost my mind I can smell abortion on you, I can see through I take the gun out of my mouth and. Stir my pain with an ice pick. Bite the hand of our lost love.
I still got all my fingers but somewhere I lost my mind.
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Hunter of tears, relative pain Half of this world is dark with the stain The stain of unknowing The dead flower buds, On smiling lips is innocent blood The corpse of your god can only rot and grow cold Now promise me you'll kill me before I get old I hear you on the telephone Moaning my doom A cold woman will kill me in. I can. amputate with this dull knife. heaven's meat is on the stick. stir my pain with an ice pick. the chain-saw smile of the mortician shines. I can smell abortion on you.
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