Bloodlust-88 - C.T.R. | Текст песни

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Burnt Out Seventh Night, Think I’ll Come Home And Watch The Tube
Flipping Through The Canels, Praying For A Horror Show
Man In A Monkey Suit On A Pedestal Of White
Fills My T.V. Screen With Bullshit - It’s Funny, So I Watch

Convert Tonight Repent Or Burn In Fire
Please Don’t Send Cash - Have Your Checks Made Out To Me…
Sunday’s Liar

Empty Promises False Thruths Brought Before Me
Presenting To Us Timeless Lies Through Modern Technology
Provoking Gods’s Wrath Through Televised Hypocracy
Eternal Salvation Can Be Yours, Just Pay The Right Price

Convert Tonight Repent Or Burn In Fire
Please Don’t Send Cash - Have Your Checks Made Out To Me…
Sunday’s Liar

Break

You’re Blinded - Obscured By Light
Deception - Dark Pulpit Of Lies
(Repeat)

Kick Back On The Couch, Nothing More To Do
Listen To The Preacherman; He’s The Shepered, We’re The Flock
Instant Miracles Are Yours, Put Your Hands Upon Your Set
Maybe If I’m Lucky, Tomorrows Hangover Won’t Appear!

Convert Tonight Repent Or Burn In Fire
Please Don’t Send Cash - Have Your Checks Made Out To Me…
Sunday’s Liar

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