Texty:
Pani Glory Bitches Of Doghead

A fucking retard A spastic embarrassment But he'd never have laid a finger on you But you did what you did, and I'll do what I have to do God may forgive

will we go? Where the fuck should we go? We sail on - ever, ever on Mired rotting leviathans Trouble us no more As the golden future shines To see such glories

Disaster No free time for suicide What'd you see when you closed your eyes? Too many dirty secrets What shit stained carrot are you hiding In your desperately

Wipe fresh curds of love from your cunt Lick the spit out of your bowl of sick Fucking drugged up whore Rim the stink hole with scaled tongue Cancer

you've known you were your own worst enemy You created the grimdown to fear But not it's too late you are it's bitch You cannot change the fact the grimdown