Paroles de Her beautiful eyes
Vehemence
My hands clasped tight, saliva spills
From my mouth down to the pavement
Sitting alone i see the girls
In uniforms walking to school
Rising to my feet now to get a better view
Tiny pre-pube tits blazoned with the word of god
Tight little asses aching for my cock
These christian bitches will never survive my wrath
Classes have begun, i must find them
Traversing through the field i search
And i find the bitch i must fuck
Tearing at her tattered clothing
They say that jesus saves, apparently not her
As i pierce her flesh with the cross dangling on her neck
Whittling away at her breast until it's gone
She dies from the shock, i fall in love with her
Wearing the cross where jesus died, ironic to say the least
My instrument of death is the same as another bastard liar
Molest innocent children lunatic bastard
Gazing into her eyes, the light gleams
Reflecting in shades of color i can't imagine
Feeling her tender limp body preesed firmly
Weeping at the beauty of her lost innocence
Devouring the last of her ovaries
A tear drips from my eye lamenting the loss
Exhausted and broken, i lay next to my stiffened bride
Caressing her severed limbs and wishing she could die again
The beauty of her death is so very arousing
Grabbing her severed head and removing her eyes
Sliding my cock deeply into her skull
And i gaze fondly into her beautiful eyes
Les autres musiques de Vehemence
Alone in your presence
Vehemence
By your bedside
Vehemence
Christ, i fucking hate you!
Vehemence
Paroles de Darkness is comfort
Vehemence
Devour the rotten flesh
Vehemence
Fantasy from pain
Vehemence
God was created
Vehemence
Paroles de I didn't kill her
Vehemence
I must not live
Vehemence
I take your life
Vehemence
Kill for god
Vehemence
Paroles de Lusting for affection
Vehemence
Made for her jesus
Vehemence
Nameless faces, scattered remnants
Vehemence
No one wins
Vehemence
Paroles de Reconditioning the flock
Vehemence
Saying goodbye
Vehemence
She never noticed me
Vehemence
Spirit of the soldier
Vehemence
Paroles de The last fantasy of christ
Vehemence
The lord's work
Vehemence
To the taste
Vehemence
Trinity broadcasting (know your enemy)
Vehemence
Paroles de We are all dying
Vehemence
What could go wrong
Vehemence
What you've become
Vehemence
Whore cunt die
Vehemence
Paroles de You don't have to be afraid anymore
Vehemence
Paroles de her beautiful eyes de vehemence.