Fuck Your Yankee Blue Jeans Lyrics & Chords By Les Christpunchers

Sitting in front of the whole assembly I grow tired and sick As my lips touch the blood and my teeth the flesh I have lied again The lost abandoned I know, I know, the pain can...read more

Conform to my dreams, thoughts and memories We move the same way, in a tide of distant haze Rise and fall, long lost serenity, Is the road that's laid before us Hidden so none...read more

Spurting of pus, From ripe pores, Tension mounts, Chaffed open sores, Sodomy, Preferred rectal entry. Jehovah's inverted mob, Attempts to possess me, Masturbate...read more

Sightless, restless time's remainder Frustrated, clouded days that pass Escape - a legion's growing hunger (for the) bleak signs of a pale reprieve No Elysian scenery or the ...read more

Pray, for a break in your pristine neck Stay away, cold chill passing through my chest from the Game, of hide and seek we play, unending Pain, broken hours of sleep Fallen...read more