Текст: Pig Destroyer. Honeymoon.
I always thought it fitting
The way they chose the next victim
With a bouquet of dying flowers
And how happy they appeared
As they ducked into the smiling hearse
But I quite fancied them losing their lifeblood
In a hotel room somewhere with a lot of palm trees
Because eventually they will see that our weaknesses are all
It takes to make the most divine of flowers wither
The way they chose the next victim
With a bouquet of dying flowers
And how happy they appeared
As they ducked into the smiling hearse
But I quite fancied them losing their lifeblood
In a hotel room somewhere with a lot of palm trees
Because eventually they will see that our weaknesses are all
It takes to make the most divine of flowers wither
Pig Destroyer
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