Texty:
Metal Church Kiss For The Dead

dead No feelings You're wide awake in your head While the prayers have been said All the love thats been bled Its just a kiss for the dead In your

and perverse contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething for writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the body and sinister

Right Voice (Reed, Yule) contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething for writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the body and

of chrome, settlements explode Apocalyptic face off, Babel to Bilderberg, witch's curse Pistols burst, incestuous sisters flirt Seduce you with Lucifer's church, crucify, you kiss

where 16 caps wouldn't do it I need at least 150 rounds to lay them all down Dead forever Exposing their red fluid Boxes of bullets for coppers and oxes