portraits, all over this wall
murdered morals taking my fall
velvet footsteps caressing the floor
listen carefully, i want to be shure the pig is laughing, moments of doubt
addicted to hatred, forcing the pain all these portraits remind me of the
water is burning, forcing away slip into
the sin of living
has been forgiven
i ask for war
(but) i'm getting more
i don't understand i suck the barrel
i lick the bullet
it removes my mind
to a faraway place
where there's still space
for my kind
the pig is laughing, moments of doubt
addicted to hatred, forcing the pain.
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