A Staining Impression Lyrics & Chords By Eleven Thirty-four

we've been dealt a plague of the worst kind, ...read more

A little boy came across the street. Eyes full of fear, his mind filled with hate. He asked a man "where do the soldiers stay", 'cause daddy told him "blow them all away". ...read more

(street sounds; door opens; sound of television, crying baby and mother in The kitchen) Mother: yeah, sure, now you walk in! you walk in now, four o'clock! you're One hour late...read more

I can feel you reach out to me I can hear you scream out to me I feel so helpless why we both bleed bound to my mortality severed from all morality stabbed again by my own will...read more

Porra era tudo da porra no kombão. Buceta só se falava de buceta no kombão. Tontera o que reinava era a tontera no kombão. Cacete um dia Eu dei o maior cacete no kombão. ...read more