Late Night, Red Wine Blight Lyrics
Music: T.E.TunheimCraving hands carved in my backIf love was present I'd make it crackCynical tripping from here to thereIt'll turn out less painful if I don't careSweetest dearieMother Maryramble, rumblethe sanguine stumbleDisciplinedisciple queensmell the pyredeath rate direI trance in a cynic snakepit edenThe apple of sin seems so easy to sellI need no love to define this climaxAll I need is pure Hollywood hell...Love is dead and hate ruins the setEve goes down on the fair JulietDate rape dogma and hell supremeI am the artist that paints the extreme...Rapping simmeralways shimmerscent the quibblealways nibbleSolve the quizwith a kisskiss the hustlesolve the puzzleTaste the mirelust, desirerape and strugglefinally snuggle...I trance in a cynic snakepit edenThe apple of sin seems so easy to sellI need no love to define this climaxAll I need is pure Hollywood hellSolve the quiz with a kisskiss the hustle, solve the puzzle...
Enslavement Of Beauty Late Night, Red Wine Blight
