Loneliness my sickness
I pull my brothers corpse from the trenches
The cracking thunder
Is worth more than gold and bismuth
It stikes my grave I'm not afraid
Of all you bitches
Have no heart I'm Cold blooded like a serpent
Bite of an Apple, wash your sins with bloodshed
Lightning of life, cut like knife, I bleed for my wife
I offer her heart if you strike down
My enemies your enemies they won't back down
I offer flesh I offer bones and large toads
Mercury with salt and crushed hopes
With this prayer I will kill all the grey wolves
Late night in pools of crimson under the moon
I feed the sickness to my wife under your rules
I lay her body on top of stones she looks so cute
Porcelain skin, so pure within, I tie her noose
Late night in pools of crimson under the moon
I feed the sickness to my wife under your rules
I lay her body on top of stones she looks so cute
Porcelain skin, so pure within, I tie her noose
Late night in pools of crimson under the moon
I feed the sickness to my wife under your rules
I lay her body on top of stones she looks so cute
Porcelain skin, so pure within, I tie her noose
Kulykill - Offering's To The Lightning God Lyrics
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Loneliness my sickness
I pull my brothers corpse from the trenches
The cracking thunder
Is worth more than gold and bismuth
It stikes my grave I'm not afraid
Of all you bitches
Have no heart I'm Cold blooded like a serpent
Bite of an Apple, wash your sins with bloodshed
Lightning of life, cut like knife, I bleed for my wife
I offer her heart if you strike down
My enemies your enemies they won't back down
I offer flesh I offer bones and large toads
Mercury with salt and crushed hopes
With this prayer I will kill all the grey wolves
Late night in pools of crimson under the moon
I feed the sickness to my wife under your rules
I lay her body on top of stones she looks so cute
Porcelain skin, so pure within, I tie her noose
Late night in pools of crimson under the moon
I feed the sickness to my wife under your rules
I lay her body on top of stones she looks so cute
Porcelain skin, so pure within, I tie her noose
Late night in pools of crimson under the moon
I feed the sickness to my wife under your rules
I lay her body on top of stones she looks so cute
Porcelain skin, so pure within, I tie her noose
I pull my brothers corpse from the trenches
The cracking thunder
Is worth more than gold and bismuth
It stikes my grave I'm not afraid
Of all you bitches
Have no heart I'm Cold blooded like a serpent
Bite of an Apple, wash your sins with bloodshed
Lightning of life, cut like knife, I bleed for my wife
I offer her heart if you strike down
My enemies your enemies they won't back down
I offer flesh I offer bones and large toads
Mercury with salt and crushed hopes
With this prayer I will kill all the grey wolves
Late night in pools of crimson under the moon
I feed the sickness to my wife under your rules
I lay her body on top of stones she looks so cute
Porcelain skin, so pure within, I tie her noose
Late night in pools of crimson under the moon
I feed the sickness to my wife under your rules
I lay her body on top of stones she looks so cute
Porcelain skin, so pure within, I tie her noose
Late night in pools of crimson under the moon
I feed the sickness to my wife under your rules
I lay her body on top of stones she looks so cute
Porcelain skin, so pure within, I tie her noose
Writer: Joe Vigaray
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid