Sunday, April 14, 2013
041313
way too late, air raid sirens wail
spent shells fallin like hot hail
steel rippin through your chainmail
I'll take you straight to the cross, drive in the last nail
without fail
A silent psycho with your life in her sights, she under death's veil
Leave your bitch ass holy, full of a hundred holes
my clip hold the fate of a hundred souls
every round full of hate for the faith you sold
I'm from the pits of hell, and now my place is yours
One-woman slaughterhouse
spraying out a hundred rounds
better pray I split your crown
better play dead when you hit the ground
cuz I finsh a dog of god when he's down
No soy angel, puto ni soy prostituta
Oye las gritas del los malditos, los disfruto
I'm on a mission from hellfire
hate speech preaching to the choir
praise no angel, cuz god's hate is for hire
the liberation of my people my only desire
Bells ringing, choirs singing, my bloody blade be swinging
perverted servants of eugenic churches getting nervous,
trying to find purchase, they clinging
while I'm rising
up to damn the dead, coming for the devils head
soy vengador with morals of a Babylonian whore
war's what I'm bringing
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