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letra de pins and needles - carrion vael

pins and needles don’t mean much, unless you’re dying for its loving touch
and i can feel it in the air, and i can almost taste you
and pins and needles don’t mean much, unless the pain you feel is full of l-st
and on this day i will have you, and i think you’ll have me too
i call upon you now. i’ve made my mind up
dear ms. budd, i am the grey, and sickening one
bleaahhh
ohhh the moon, it makes me do wicked things. castration and pain, for the heat a more deadly game
awaits them, the slow and immortal. for children of mine, this blood runs eternal
cut the skin, drink the p-ss and eat all their sh-t. nothings to sick, i’m a fiend for the cat ninеs whip
and the more that i’m tortured within, thе more i’m afflicted to bring forth these sins
i’m sick, depraved, i long for the perfect soul. flowers get plucked, no more life shall it ever flow
as i watch from the windows of fate, i’m stripped of these binds that know pain shan’t abate
ohhh my child, has this fate brought you to me? to punish and please, don’t you see?
on this night, the pain sets you free. to dance with the devil and die
why is god speaking to me? coprophagia
stab them, and k!ll them, and beat them, take their eyes. leave them there for the world to cherish their little lives. take them, and break them, and shame them. the pain is mine
i find myself upon the frenzied peak of my demise
stab them, and k!ll them, and beat them, take their eyes. leave them there for the world to cherish their little lives. take them, and break them, and shame them. the pain is mine
i find myself upon the frenzied peak of my demise
these are the games that we play. step into the grey, brooklyn vampire prey
ohhh i’ve made up my mind to eat, to feast on the innocence of grace upon me
i am shunned by my family for the things i have done. nails driven deep in my skin just for fun
it’s what makes me cum. such discourse. but you’re never gonna ever gonna find that corpse
not here with the dead less, pathetic headless, drown upon the well i consumed the flesh its
instruments of h-ll. cooked to eat. how tender that little ass did taste
in 9 days consumed her whole, i am the devil, grey to the soul
cut the skin, drink the p-ss and eat all their sh-t. nothings to sick, i’m a fiend for the cat nines whip
and the more that i’m tortured within, the more i’m afflicted to bring forth these sins
i’m sick, depraved, i long for the perfect soul. flowers get plucked, no more life shall it ever flow
as i watch from the windows of fate, i’m stripped of these binds that know pain shan’t abate
ohhh my child, has this fate brought you to me? to punish and please, don’t you see?
on this night, the pain sets you free. to dance with the devil and die

- carrion vael

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