Compositor: Bomb Gang Girls / My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult
You drag me across your open wounds
I am on my last limb, I'm on my last limb
Stuck in the mainstream pseudo dude
You are on your last limb, You're on your last limb
The day I die will mean nothing to you
The days of swine and roses
Your mind's diseased with perverted justice
I am on my last limb, I'm on my last limb
Nameless horror we call love
I was only laughing, ha I was laughing
Christian zombie vampire
I am the Father, the Father of nothing
The day I die because of you
The days of swine and roses