Founds total 3 songs
Grotesque
The only meat that will touch these lips of mine is human. Hope you consider that animals feel pain the same as we. Barbaric slaughter so you can put meat on the table.
Grapes Of Wrath
The sweat upon his brow and the dirt worked into his hands. The dignity of labour upon a man's own land. The soil of his fathers passes on down through blood to hand.
Garden Of Delight
I see your dancing, laughing, naked, sweet and pretty face. And the promise burning brightly in your crystal-shot eyes. Your savage and violent flesh, the cut that bleeds, the kiss that stings.
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