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• Artiste: Pig
• Titre: F.O.M.
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Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need This is the time, the killing season Where's the rhyme, where's the reason? Your filthy hearts deceiving The void that you believe in Pour some pity on your pain Nothing hurts like nothing gained Now you've had your little treat The rancid halo crowns your feet Disinformation dominates The fungus that you emanate Your envy evens up the score Your hating heart just begs for more Mercy waits beyond the gate And every time, it's always late The weakest link breaks the chain A little flash, a little flame Come forward, bless your head Six lead lepers colored red Glitter sweat and sin, you are Your whoring heart just begs for more Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need My stumbling blocks your stepping stone The architect sits slone Take your time, tame the torture Now the crime amends to slaughter This long confession will call Through bluing lips and layered spite Penetrate, remonstrate On tender lives you defecate The spectre of democracy Whose empire is obscurity Glitter, sweat, and sin, you are Your cannon canonized no more Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need Your corpse is colored red Corrode corruption's words The burning light is blurred The sick survive unheard Your corpse is colored red Corrode corruption's words Envy opens the door Just a little bit more Just a little bit more