dead - i the bitchfinder lyrics
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reek of filthy sin
breathing from your skin
quest for salty sweat
invitation for the “dead”
the yellow rubber-glove
will heal you from the inside
the jar of vasoline
provokes the final scream
juice dripping from your wound
i found the nasty mark
unleashed from your womb
it’s well & truly art!
reek of filthy sin
breathing from your skin
quest for salty sweat
invitation for the “dead”
the womb-raider seeks inside ya
here i am the b-tchfinder
don’t need a witness of your sins
no excuse pay the price!
the womb-raider seeks inside ya
here i am the b-tchfinder
don’t need a witness of your sins
no excuse pay the price!
i, the b-tchfinder
i’ll cleanse her sins
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