Verdict – Cales – letras

Golden gown with the stench of incenseBlood coloured velvet stained with spermHow young bite for your uncontrolled lustPressed against the wall, with the gun in your ass and heart on a threadNot an easy way out, when you know whom you faceBrainwhashed with all this silly philanthropyDo you really believe human life has the value they attribute it?How funnySo many sliced wounds for my delightDeeper and deeper to the boneSkin covered with bleeding runic signsLack of conscienceHeartless and cold to your criesMadness culminatesAnd the stabbing gets fasterWatching the body ridden with a horrid nervous fitFinal blessing before your impalementYou’re honoured with taking over the place of JesusIt will be a pleasant look for your sheepDo you really believe human life has the value they attribute it?How funny