Porn Of The Dead Lyrics & Chords By Cliteater

Cut out of news Seven- eight o'clock You'll never mind yourself The signal moves Ever blind roofs It's silly to ask why Don't get up Just lie full of dusk and...read more

Scorn as withered Desolate catacombs Deprived of sanctuary Cleansing of the afflicted Constricted the disemboweled Leathered dermis extracted Intentional disfiguration ...read more

Self-determined place of value
Think before you act
You justifiably criticize
Situation development There's only a single path
Which we have to...read more

Back on the slaughter field A place with a blood covered earth Unround with the smell of victory Only the strongest survive Marching, through mutilated torsos Proud with blood...read more

On your knees, look at yourself, a corporation cog with a head No original thought, a product of things, that consume your will, and define your dreams When you were young, you...read more