mm - dogma | Текст песни

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(They’re afriad of the dark. Imagine that.
Come on mother,
I want you to meet my friends)
(Burn) × n
Burn the witches, burn the witches,
don’t take time to sew your stitches
Burn the witches, burn the witches
Good is the thing that you favor,
evil is your sour flavor
You cannot sedate all the things you hate
(Burn you fucker)
Burn your bridges, burn your bridges,
don’t take time to sew your stitches
Burn your bridges, burn your bridges
Good is the thing that you favor,
evil is your sour flavor
I don’t need your hate, I decide my fate
You cannot sedate all the things you rape
(Burn you fucker)
(Burn) × n
(Burn you fucker)
Good is the thing that you favor,
evil is your sour flavor
I don’t need your hate, I decide my fate
(Burn you fucker)
You cannot sedate all the things you hate
I don’t need your hate, I decide my fate
(Burn you fucker)
(Burn it) × n
Burn the witches, burn the witches, don’t take time
to sew your stitches
Burn the witches, burn the witches
Burn it
(Burn you fucker) x