Текст песни Seven and Thirteen - Pig Destroyer
The
trivial
little
things
left
in
your
wake
Are
beloved
terminally
infected
limbs
It
is
not
the
firing
squad
But
the
blindfold
that
makes
us
tense
Loss
of
perfection
leaves
no
cause
To
persist
in
searching
Leaving
me
longing
for
the
day
That
finally
smothers
all
hope
1 Deflower
2 Tentacle
3 Yellow Line Transfer
4 Under the Fingernails
5 Elfin
6 Unwitting Valentine
7 Oven (Melvins)
8 Three Second Apocalypse
9 Treblinka
10 Fingers In the Throat
11 My Fellow Vermin
12 Endgame
13 One Funeral Too Many
14 Higher Forms of Pornography
15 Honeymoon
16 Alcatraz Metaphors
17 Flesh Upon Gear
18 Pixie
19 Genital Grinder / Regurgitation of Giblets (Carcass)
20 Exhume to Consume (Carcass)
21 Burning of Sodom (Dark Angel)
22 Delusional Supremacy
23 Seven and Thirteen
24 Scouring the Wreckage
25 Torquemada
26 Frailty In Numbers
27 Suicide Through Decay
28 Dark Satellites
29 Flag Burner
30 Martyr to the Plague
31 Ruination
32 Synthetic Utopia
33 Monolith
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