Her chin is wet with someone's hate Love, disfigure, amputate Can you remember how it felt to be alive? Your god machine is cold and dead your eyes
The God machine is hungry for individualism and ripe brains the skull farmers do their rain dance and pray the machine falls to sleep she holds me close
Preklad: Kyslé kúpele. Boh stroje.
egg her chin is wet with someone's hate love, disfigure, amputate can you remember how it felt to be alive? Your god machine is cold and dead your eyes
corpse paling beneath the shade tree You can't give me what I need Picking at scabs with ambition to bleed You're mine The war machine moves forward
your girl? You have such a healthy relationship. (yeah) Don't you love having that break-up sex, that make-up sex? (yeah) (verse) Taking an acid bath
