Gilla Bruja piosenki

Slick black crusted to scar the eye on and on you set the wheels of truth to the horizon if nothing the path of the ugly we set our wheels to the engine of truth Drill vein deep to escape the day cought up in my own self delusion just the truth and only...

Pig fucking madness Like bedlam inmates wakes Inside my fractured conscience I drown it in my lakes self loathing high Take a shot from the spoils Addicted to the misery From which all hell boils this is the world All ugly and old This is the world...

snapping jaws from the haunts of broken things come ripping down the sagging way On slack and rotting wings I see your Hermaphrodie schooling in the arts of screaming men Tought bloody in the schooling house and blinding in the breeding pens I see yo...

there's scars on my spirit And I fear it floats face down A Victim like a burning sufrogette Frigging as they fall down But there's beauty in this suffering health was the first casualty of those screaming nights so far from and succour Do far down t...