Suicide (Tur)

Merchants Of Misery
Do you like to see your daughter Naked and scared, under a beast Salivas on her body, sperm on her lips Desperate, staring at a webcam Another way of incest Instiction has no limits Abuse whoever she is Entertain you for five minutes Couldn't they cope life Did they have no aim Is it a choice to be a prey Can't we see, or are we Merchants of misery Trap for the weak Spawns of hatred Downfall of humanity Sunken eyes spoke of his bitterness Begging for another shot to ease the pain Words're sounds, visions're nightmares Big price paid for being young and fool Names that have no meaning Letras de cancionesUsed as barcodes Disposed of afters it's done Trumperies lost in time Couldn't they cope life Did they have no aim Is it a choice to be a prey Can't we see, or are we Merchants of misery Trap for the weak From Letras Mania