Il testo della Needle through a bug
Masquerade
Killing creatures out of spite
Wallowing in pesticide
Needle goes through a bug
Insect blood on my rug
Attaching impulses and affections
Into this trophy-like collection
Of soulless, spineless little beings
That once crawled on my ceiling
Killing creatures out of spite
Wallowing in pesticide
Needle goes through a bug
Insect blood on my rug
I tear off your alluring wings
Impale while you're still living
Now in the jar my pretty one
Your suffering is my fun
Needle goes through a bug
Needle goes through a bug....
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