Why should you stop here now and drop the crown. There's not much in demand.
Just keep on playing like a reckless clown. She's just a one night stand.
Like dreaming, soaring high.
There's no one in command.

He used to wallow here in filth and blood, like all the other swine.
Soaring high and sucking mud, with lack of control in mind.
Like dreaming hand in hand she was just a night stand.

Why should you give up on your faith now?
I like it this way in the filth and blood, like all the other swine in mud.
I like it this way of losing brain, losing mind with a little pain.
I like it this way in filth and blood, like a wounded swinelord sucking mud.
I like it this way of losing sense, losing cool for the last offence.

She used to kneel before the swine with shaking bony ass.
Sucking mud before her lords. Dancing for their slimy cash.

No clue in reality,
lack of morality.

Why should you give up on your faith now?
I like it this way in the filth and blood, like all the other swine in mud.
I like it this way of losing brain, losing mind with a little pain.
I like it this way in filth and blood, like a wounded swinelord sucking mud.
I like it this way of losing sense, losing cool for the last offence.


[by Cronix]