Wumpscut - Dying Culture (Second Movement) Lyrics
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- Dying Culture (Second Movement) Lyrics
Album: Bunker Gate Seven Dying culture, don't abuse me, you'll need me soon Fighting for you, I'll tear up your bodies Taste the sweet smell of blood Slow death I cause and nightmares I bring Dying culture, no more money counts Only a fear of senseless praying Dying culture, dying culture, dying culture..... Your blood on my hands Nightmare, nightmare, blood on my hands Culture, culture, culture, culture Dying culture, was there an ending, what was on your mind Your own breed collapsed, suffered from cancer Taste the sweet smell of plague Dying culture, it's the last time I squirt the poison of truth Into your swelled body, In your swelled body..... Dying culture, dying culture, dying culture..... Your blood on my hands Nightmare, nightmare, blood on my hands culture, culture, culture, culture No one will stop me, the blossom of death So feel my cape covering mankind No one will stop me, the blossom of death So feel my cape covering mankind Dying culture, dying culture, dying culture..... Your blood on my hands Blood on my hands, blood on my hands On my hands Dying culture, your blood on my hands Fuck you Dying culture, dying culture, dying culture Your blood on my hands On my hands
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