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Vendetta Red - In Lieu of Dead Brides Lyrics

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  • *****ed on the gurney 'til you're black and blue,
  • 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 scalpel make a mockery of flesh,
  • and oh how the acolytes sing?
  • 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.

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