Ulcer - Lyrics - A Million Dead Birds Laughing

A set of leeches hold our balls While we *** upon a lake The creatures underwater *** As they parade with us. See how the pendulum swings forward... Won't regret it if the *** burns. We won't remember in the morning. Why don't we take another peek at our subordinate... Be inbred! Mother, they have insulted me with their innocence. What a disappointment "The snake sings serenading an angel - This instability tastes somewhat like serenity Take a piece from your favourite sin Dine in... And fade into oblivion." Wretched subordinate. Retribution awaits. As they break civilization with a sensible state. Harpies, and irresistible pieces of ***. There is no existence of reason We're all tainted from birth! Inbred!