Boeing 723897 Lyrics & Chords By 13

now trade your soul for a habit to pollute descending hell hole with no parachute the seeds will grow down to the bone the lowest of low will relapse alone ...read more

She knows three beats one when you sit down Get it done tri-pack master, tri-pack master run ...read more

Is it a privilege or is it just a lie But the power you feel you can’t deny Is it fate or just a cold heart? Did I win the race or was it just a false start? Did I make your...read more

Black smoke rising From the stain of unearthly charred remains Sweet young maiden Blond and fair Was a witch so we burned her there As she burned she laughed out loud From the...read more

Gas disease machine Cunt-fraud Deaths during rock magic Fettered arms reach for blackened penis Separation of delusion and cum Soil of disorder Survival of the shittest ...read more