Knives Out! - Fuck My Way to Hell | Текст песни

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We are a wasteland smoldering bodies, bloodied and burnt.
Dismembered spoils of war.

I don't care where the money went,
I don't care about the time we spent.
Together forever we lie to each other, so much time kill.
We are thieves and heathens with nothing but time to kill.

I'll love my death as I love my life, a mistress makes a better wife.
Insatiable the taste of spite, a mistress makes a better wife.

Tied to the headboard on a bed of nails,
Naked, twisted and writhing.
Suffering madness, demonic convulsing,
Spitting, clawing and cursing.

Who would want to kill me, I have nothing but friends.
Friends with vendetta's, butcher knives and Berrettas.
Together forever we lie to each other, so much time kill.
We are thieves and heathens with nothing but time to kill.

I'll love my death as I love my life, a mistress makes a better wife.
Insatiable the taste of spite, a mistress makes a better wife.

Stained glass were the eyes, that bare witness to our demise.

All the party people paying lip service to Lucifer.
We masquerade as thoughtful and decent human beings.
We are all Devils wearing plastic faces.
Sweat drenched in lustful thoughts as we fuck our way to Hell.

Stained glass were the eyes, that bare witness to our demise.

Raped by demons, getting their kicks.
Fuck you with your mother's crucifix.
Pitchfork in your spine, shot in the hip,
Skinning the kitty, biting the lip.

I am sin personified, fucking my way to Hell.
I am sin personified, fucking my way to Hell.
I am sin personified, fucking my way to Hell.
I am sin personified, fucking my way to Hell.

Fucking
My way
To Hell.

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