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Pity For The Pious

๐Ÿ‘ค K.M.F.D.M. โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ WWIII โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:52
๐ŸŽต 1479 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:52 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 31601375

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

The pious pour their pity pure
I can sell a little cure
The burning flesh
The sweetest smell
I kiss the angel burnt in hell
I watch your fallen boring fate
As you sweat and you masturbate
I'm touching you but cannot feel
But one small poke and you will squeal

Constantly commit, consume
Creep onto your closing tomb

No whiskey welcome at your door
Not a light for your whore
Not a word that I can hear
The stench of shit tells me you're near

Constantly commit, consume
Creep onto your closing tomb

Your god is gaping
Your god is waiting
Your terror rises
To no surprises
Your god is gaping
Your god is waiting
Your terror rises
To no surprises

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Doberman's are in the hall
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Take off that blindfold, face them all
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Dope bonanza in the mall
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Hold on tight, I'll fuck you all

Constantly commit, consume
Creep onto your closing tomb

Your god is gaping
Your god is waiting
Your terror rises
To no surprises
Your god is gaping
Your god is waiting
Your terror rises
To no surprises

Mirror, mirror on the wall (Your god is gaping)
Doberman's are in the hall (Your god is waiting)
Mirror, mirror on the wall (Your terror rises)
Take off that blindfold, face them all (To no surprises)
Mirror, mirror on the wall (Your god is gaping)
Dope bonanza in the mall (Your god is waiting)
Mirror, mirror on the wall (Your terror rises)
Hold on tight, I'll fuck you all (To no surprises)

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:36.12] The pious pour their pity pure
[00:40.73] I can sell a little cure
[00:43.58] The burning flesh
[00:45.65] The sweetest smell
[00:47.95] I kiss the angel burnt in hell
[00:51.20] I watch your fallen boring fate
[00:55.29] As you sweat and you masturbate
[00:58.53] I'm touching you but cannot feel
[01:02.48] But one small poke and you will squeal
[01:06.25] Constantly commit, consume
[01:09.83] Creep onto your closing tomb
[01:15.20]
[01:35.31] No whiskey welcome at your door
[01:39.63] Not a light for your whore
[01:43.30] Not a word that I can hear
[01:46.57] The stench of shit tells me you're near
[01:50.65] Constantly commit, consume
[01:54.24] Creep onto your closing tomb
[01:57.01] Your god is gaping
[02:00.85] Your god is waiting
[02:04.41] Your terror rises
[02:08.28] To no surprises
[02:12.06] Your god is gaping
[02:15.68] Your god is waiting
[02:19.44] Your terror rises
[02:23.29] To no surprises
[02:34.73] Mirror, mirror on the wall
[02:38.86] Doberman's are in the hall
[02:42.16] Mirror, mirror on the wall
[02:45.51] Take off that blindfold, face them all
[02:49.55] Mirror, mirror on the wall
[02:53.45] Dope bonanza in the mall
[02:56.84] Mirror, mirror on the wall
[03:00.69] Hold on tight, I'll fuck you all
[03:03.79]
[03:11.84] Constantly commit, consume
[03:15.29] Creep onto your closing tomb
[03:18.53] Your god is gaping
[03:22.14] Your god is waiting
[03:25.78] Your terror rises
[03:29.35] To no surprises
[03:33.13] Your god is gaping
[03:37.04] Your god is waiting
[03:40.59] Your terror rises
[03:44.26] To no surprises
[03:48.15] Mirror, mirror on the wall (Your god is gaping)
[03:51.78] Doberman's are in the hall (Your god is waiting)
[03:55.42] Mirror, mirror on the wall (Your terror rises)
[03:59.01] Take off that blindfold, face them all (To no surprises)
[04:02.81] Mirror, mirror on the wall (Your god is gaping)
[04:06.45] Dope bonanza in the mall (Your god is waiting)
[04:10.37] Mirror, mirror on the wall (Your terror rises)
[04:13.62] Hold on tight, I'll fuck you all (To no surprises)
[04:18.03]

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