Ashton Butcher - Quarter Poundher | Текст песни

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• Ashton Butcher
• Quarter Poundher

Dozens of rotting corpses
Displayed in a shed
Your body looks ripe
I've come to claim your head

I dont give a fuck about your family
I'll slaughter all of your children
And let you wade their blood

Your skin will make a perfect addition to my wardrobe

When you start to cry, I feel alive

The knoose awaits you
Welcome to your funeral

"Useless slut" will be etched on your tomb stone
You fucked with me, now this grave is your new home

Your corpse, decorcitated, has server its purpose
Occasionally [your grave] will be opened to pour you company

The shredded remains of your children reside with you
Wading softly, you fungate
I keep my promises