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In Lieu Of Dead Brides... Lyrics Artist(Band):Vendetta Red
by beheaded banshees who cackle and coo. Who'd let a medic of blasphemous birth flavor his meat with the salt of the earth? Cannons and hymnals condemn you to die. and oh how the acolytes sing? "Lay them on the lawn like dead virgins. Goddess of the grove we praise thee, Gloria. For every one of our sisters tortured a thousand of their sons will burn." Fist through your gums like a five fingered kiss. A sad toothless suitor in post coital bliss. Roll up that dollar, and powder your nose, you'll show up like semen on dark colored clothes. Forceps and scapel make a mockery of flesh, and oh how the acolytes sing? "Lay them on the lawn like dead virgins. Goddess of the grove we praise thee, Gloria. For every one of our sisters tortured a thousand of their sons will burn." They're pointing, laughing, while he begs his tormentors for just one taste of that wicked honey between her legs, before it goes away, and she goes away. If you find some error in In Lieu Of Dead Brides... Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to C.G.U. for submitting the lyrics. Review the song In Lieu Of Dead Brides... The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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