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DARK VICES

It's cold outside tonight
All she wants is something to eat
And a warm place to sleep
Along comes an angel
In his left hand is fifty bucks
And a warm place to fuck

I hear you but shut up
I don't want to hate you
I hear you don't shut down
I only want to hurt you

And God turns away in shame
As rain overflows the gutter
And God doesn't know your name
Bleed on your knees as you fuck her

the rapture comes you are what you eat
bound and gagged bringing god to the feast
the rapture is not over time to eat
bringing god to the feast
BRING GOD TO THE FEAST

B R I N G M E  G O D  T O  T H E  F E A S T

She weeps because it's nice
The walls covered in Pollock paint
Even He leaves a stain
Whisper demon kisses
I blame You for failed creation
There is no salvation

And God turns away in shame
As rain overflows the gutter
And God doesn't know your name
Bleed on your knees as you fuck her

the rapture comes you are what you eat
bound and gagged bringing god to the feast
the rapture is not over time to eat
bringing god to the feast
BRING GOD TO THE FEAST

B R I N G  M E  G O D  T O  T H E  F E A S T

There's laughter in the slaughter
Thereafter, hereafter
Bring me God to the feast
The feces in the pieces
In creases death eases
As beauty becomes the beast

She wipes away the discharge
And regards his MANY PIECES
Legs, hands and a bloody skull
Succubus of DARK VICES

And God turns away in shame
As rain overflows the gutter
And God doesn't know your name
Bleed on your knees as you fuck her

the rapture comes you are what you eat
bound and gagged bringing god to the feast
the rapture is not over time to eat
bringing god to the feast
BRING GOD TO THE FEAST

B R I N G  M E  G O D  T O  T H E  F E A S T

I hear you but shut up
I don't want to hate you
I hear you don't shut down
I only want to hurt you





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