Bloody Kisses
Album - 17 agosto 1993 - Debaser id 15743

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(spoken) Forgive her....
For she knows not what she does..

A cross upon her bedroom wall
From grace she will fall
An image burning in her mind
And between her thighs

A dying God-man full of pain
When will you come again?
Before him beg to serve or please
On your back or knees
There's no forgiveness for her sins
Prefers punishment?
Would you suffer eternally
Or internally?

For her lust
She'll burn in hell
Her soul done medium well
All through mass manual stimulation
Salvation

body of christ
She needs
body of christ
The body of Christ

She'd like to know God
Ooh love God
Feel her God
Inside of her - deep inside of her

Jesus Christ looks like me

(spoken)I went looking for trouble
and boy, I found her

She's in love with herself
She likes the dark
On her milk white neck
The Devil's mark
Now it's all Hallows Eve
The moon is full
Will she trick or treat
I bet she will

She will
(happy halloween baby)

She's got a date at midnight
With Nosferatu
Oh baby, Lilly Munster
Ain't got nothing on you
Well when I called her evil
She just laughed
And cast that spell on me
Boo Bitch Craft

Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing
You can't go out 'cause your roots are showing
Dye em black
Oh dye em black
Black black black black no. 1
Black black black black no. 1

Little wolf skin boots
And clove cigarettes
An erotic funeral
For which she is dressed
Her perfume smells like
Burning leaves
Everyday is Halloween

Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing
You can't go out 'cause your roots are showing
Dye em black
Oh dye em black
Black black black black no. 1
Black black black black no. 1

Loving you, Loving you, Loving you, Love love loving you was like loving death
Loving you, Loving you, Loving you, Love love loving you was like loving death
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Was like loving the head
Was like loving the head
Was like loving the head

Right wing commies
Leftist Nazis
Point their fingers
Rumours linger

We don't care what you think

Branded sexist
Labelled racist
Want it clearer?
Check the mirror

We don't care what you think

Lies and slander in vain try to shame us
Riots, protests, violence just makes us famous
TV interviews, free publicity
Increase record sales dramatically

The left they say I'm a facist
The right calling me communist
Hate, hate, hate hatred for all
one and all
No matter what you believe
Don't believe in you - and that's true

Some would say that we're biased
Accusations that we are racist
Well, shit comes in all hues
Now this means you
Cause things ain't always like they seem

We hate everyone

We don't care what you think