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letra de lurch.lung - grim salvo

it’s all bad
it’s all bad
gonna gonna make you reap
godheads on the rack
gotta fiend within me
it’ll feast on the genes of the queen
where i live is where i bleed

that meth-n-l makes the mantis operational
indigo mathematics
broken acid god insatiable
please don’t be silеnt
i call that bizarro onomatopoeia for clients
i disguise my dеsign in the pines
i try and survive to 45
mime surprise for the plain eyes
my old t–th
i divide your demise for the site
at the site
gotta feed him for the:
cytoplasmic battery
witness the death of gravity
everyone i see: delete
black eyes bleeding agony
night, day, night
pray caught in the midnight
moonlight
savory prey i flay up to two times
so hail the cheddar shepard
feed the spider
rip the neck off little lobotomized broken lepers
lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
breathing the filth in: reminiscent of better times
on the gang
reaching for the light
i got a feeling that it’s stuck inside you
i don’t care what anyone thinks i’ve got to pull it out — she’s bleeding
superhuman senses
i can smell the roses, iron fences
i don’t care what anyone thinks
i’ve got to save the world

my initiation got me screaming trees: b-tt naked
staring down the white horizon: eyes vacant
you can find me in the pantheon chewing on the idle faces
stone gazes
chilling in the high places
dummy dust, dummy love
bl–dy cuffs, bl–dy hug
gimme neck, gimme lung
cutting checks cutting tongue
i’m lurking w the steak knife
surgery to sp-ce flight
bodies by the wayside

smoking on wood till i feel like a cabin
i’m rollin extendos, my glock fulla habits
i’ve got a hundred round drum in my jacket
might crack at your skull
fill you up with some lead like a basket
bali when i mask it
body fulla acid
roll it never, pass it and i’m smoking all the gasses
put you in a casket, and light it with matches
blood all on your gut, from the hollow in your passions
cut you with that stainless but hit you with that rusty chrome
i ain’t ever living painless
my past is full of ghosts
i’m a rockstar not a ghost
ten holes in the body bullets in my soul
said, f-ck your set
ars, got the weapon to your vest
just like investments
when i’m flipping checks
watch me flex
i’m a spirit suck me like a cigarette
i’ve got chains now, covering all the tats up on my neck
blegh
reaching for the light
i got a feeling that it’s stuck inside you
millepedes in the weeds
gold t–th on my cavities
where i live is where i go bleed
what i see
can i witness the death of gravity

superhuman senses
i can smell the roses, iron fences
gold t–th on my cavities
yes, i am pluto actually
i don’t murder for me it’s deliverance from your agony

reaching for the light
i got a feeling that it’s stuck inside you
lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
breathing the filth in: reminiscent of better times
on the gang

- grim salvo

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