Mistress
Kunt
1803 - The year you fucked up
If you know so fucking much then tell me - why'd she die?
What use are your fucking laws
When life's not worth living?
You're a fucking symptom
With your words and big ideas
But her human cries for help
Fell on dead fucking ears
Fuck your life of apathy
I'd choose death
What kind of messiah would let his disciples die?
Some kind of mega cunt
No soul in the fucking machine
This kingdom that you built
With stone walls of duty
You didn't seem to notice Kunt
It's filled with fucking ghosts
Victory with no resistance is no victory at all
So we're cold in temperament
Letras de cancionesAnd to suffering indifferent?
Did you ever look in the fucking mirror?
You fucking robot cunt
You couldn't save her
And that's why I crown you King Kunt
From Letras Mania