You tell lies When the truth will do You are the social chameleon What on earth we gonna do with you Slip your neck into a rope Show me a smile You'd
Non fiction don't believe me that chances I have to take betrayal at its best is always second guessed Try I am healing the pressure so give me a reason
Forced deep into the separated cranium of a crusty used up slut: my gigantic rod. Swollen member penetrating her now empty eye sockets, and all other
[music: Mike, Stefan / lyrics: Bastian / guit. solo: Stefan] Maimed, killed, stabbed Slain, shot, sliced Hung, burnt, chopped Multiple ways to die Once
Only tools and corpses in an easy game I find live people and I play with them I love a scaloel or a stitch or too And the way they cry as the needles
Nur ich der Einsamste Im Gluck versinkt Zauber der Liebe Mir entgegen stinkt Sie keimt und regt sich fein An meiner Brust Bis aufs Blut gepeitscht Im
Tradução: Cadáver. Las masas indiferentes.
Tradução: Escape The Fate. Arrastrando cadáveres en bolsas azules hasta Realmente colinas de largo.
Tradução: Fleshcrawl. El reciclaje de cadáveres.
Tradução: Gorerotted. Sólo Herramientas y cadáveres.
Tradução: Heresis. Sexo, cadáveres, los deseos.
Tradução: Ian Brown. Cadáveres en la boca.
Tradução: Sadaharu. Si los pensamientos pudieran matar, ambos se había muerto que un cadáver semanas de edad.
Tradução: Escápula. Deje las cosas como están, los cadáveres.
Tradução: Las vacaciones de invierno. Sobre mi cadáver.
rusted shut, drop-kicked and ignored - on the way to paradises gutter. days turn to weeks turn to months turn to years. pile on the runoff, increase