Tytuł: Kill your pretty face

• Wykonawca: W.A.S.P.
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He comes slow, the slither man
   So long crawls out of his own dead skin
   He comes, he comes
  
   I come here for your pain
   I come take all your pain away
   Two in me, they can't see who they are
   No, no, no little voice, with big horror
   Come meet the advocate's devil
   Leave your soul at the door
   And come on inside
  
   Asylums of lost insane
   A kiss from some slowly dying face
   Two in me, they can't see who they are no, no, no
  
   Sex and death and the american west
   Fuck us all, farewell to flesh
   I want you, I want to, I want to kill you
   Wanna kill your pretty face, kill your pretty face
  
   Come on give me a little piece of death
   The darkened heart inside the self
   To lives to sleep, to dies awake
   Kill your pretty, kill your pretty face
   Kill your pretty face
  
   Tear the heart out of mother and mother bleeds
   Cut mother open, and the wounded mother dies