Lyrics:
We righteous not piteous
Flash upon our lighters
This one's for the haters (this one goes for the haters)
We ghetto creators (we ghetto creators)
righteous not piteous
Flash upon our lighters
This one's for the haters this one goes for the haters
We ghetto creators we ghetto creators
And we nah give
I hear your piteous shrieking
In this land of death
And boils and bees and RPG's
And piles of prisoners masturbated on
Now you are on fire
You
Ain't it piteous
The kids have had their say
And they won't crow about
The riffs you're blowing until you throw them away
Frozen frame
Behold a silly tender babe,
In freezing winter night
In homely manger trembling lies
Alas a piteous sight!
The inns are full no man
conception of what justice is like
Monumental spreaders propagating passion and emotions
Downscaling entropy and chaos into our piteous lives)
Nothing will
wants to act like they are someone else
Almost everybody wants to come off piteous
Why won't they stop
Bending you to the point where you're gonna break
for help are fucking piteous
SIGYGIS (YEAH)
SIGYGIS, peeling off the skin, the scene is hideous
I could kill you with my hands, I’m insidious
All their
hands unclean
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Do
What a piteous thing, a hideous thing
Was tainted by the rest
But it won't get any harder
And I hope you'll find your way again
And it won't get
hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life.
Whose misadvantured piteous overthrows,
Doth
Slit wrists quench thirst
Vulcan tangle mangle flesh
A Mengele experiment
Blood clash brainsplash
Piteous Black Sash
Slash that…vinyl scratch
this contagion you embrace
The poison that seeps from your piteous souls
Armies of the preposterous
Trapped in misguided thrall
Your mere existence
Lecherous inhuman monsters
Piteous crimes carried out
Patriarchs to the lunatic fringe
They venerate what has been done
They turned a small town
Fred, the man, charlatan bastard, poor piteous doomed puppet,
Immersed himself in these vices, but this only exacerbated his
Demise more rapidly.
piteous perk of the mark of the beast
That eats good men out into
A star on song streets
This ain’t beef it's called truth in the air
Proof to the square
All that I touch seems to break in my hands
Then it just bursts into flames
The piteous pleadings as innocents die
Only an odor reamains
So burn
olive oils
Company Flow fuck please
Bitch put away the fucking piteous punchlines
Blue Blockers break under the red light, belittled by my
that I lacked
'Cous my heart long ago was blacked.
It is the calm, the solemn thing,
When no more piteous mourners' cries
On the cold place where dead
gleam, distant scream
Vision of a shrieking fiend
Hearts not piteous
Waxed wings of Icarus
Torn from me, shorn from me
Destroying my ability
To grasp
for herself, could she be well someday. Deserves every wicked gaze
Expressionless and never changing
World drained of life, deluged in spite
So piteous
okay
Immoral losers who are piteous and feeble
But content to stay this way
Truth is we've all got war inside
Whether we live it or make it an effort
archaic sorcery
We conjure Thy Infernal
Souls about to be condemned...
We appeal to the dead fervently
In search for their mystic lore
Piteous replies
that, I'm just curious
You fucking cunt
You're just piteous
You've been back-stabbed by your brothers
That's why I don't trust the others
Even though
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