Gut To Kill letra

Out from the dark with death as goalIn your head I make a holeI
slit your throat I twist your gutsIn my pocket I keep your
nutsI got to killI got to killWith your nuts I play
gamesTogether with some kids that I shall slayTheir diapers are
filled with shit and pissTheir chopped off heads I gently kiss

Birdflesh - Letras

• Ac/deicide
• After-ski Obliteration
• Arabian Jesus
• Arabian Psycho
• Beast Of The Bayou
• Born Tired
• Catmouth
• Crocophile
• Dance On The Frozen Desert
• Dear Driver
• Download Death
• Evil Coffin
• External Wounds Of Vagina Power
• Funny Ice-dwarf
• Goatrider
• Gut To Kill
• Happy Hour, Crazy Hour
• I Don't Wanna Live, I Don't Wanna Die
• In The Swamps You Rot
• Keeper Of The Seventh Son
• Mongoloid Wannabe
• Mr. Big Head
• Mythomaniac
• Organ Smoothie
• Payday Mayday
• Pretty Dork
• Swimmingpoop
• Taste Of The Sun
• The Flying Penis
• The Friendly Call
• The Spaghetti Strangler
• The Triumph Of Grind
• Then You Know
• True Glove And The Purgatory Passion
• Victim of the Grind
• Victims Of The Cat
• Wedlock
• Wigdestroyer
• Wrath Of The Farmer