Letra

Life filters through like shutters Frame by floating frame As satan's blood burns in the stomach With corroded noses Hovering above a porcelain God Vomit projecting Cleansing inside Purging the shit out from the heart Strong enough for a horse Insufflated en masse They're pounding on the door I'm puking straight through death Pure horses in it
Writer(s): John Merryman, Leonard Leal, Steven Goldberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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