Hyperviolet
Pig destroyer
Traced in a wet sand her name in perfect cursive.
A love letter to the crescent moon.
By tommorrow it will be gone I told her.
There is no tommorrow she said.
I can feel her in a bikini of coiled snakes dancing into the hiss of the wind.
Postcards from a paradise in flames.
She used to be so right.
So right about everything.
A love letter to the crescent moon.
By tommorrow it will be gone I told her.
There is no tommorrow she said.
I can feel her in a bikini of coiled snakes dancing into the hiss of the wind.
Postcards from a paradise in flames.
She used to be so right.
So right about everything.
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Mais ouvidas de Pig destroyer
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- Yellow Line Transfer
- Cheerleader Corpses
- Scouring The Wreckage
- Honeymoon
- Towering Flesh
- Song of Filth
- Unwitting Valentine
- Terrifyer
- Restraining Order Blues
- Frailty In Numbers
- Dead Carnations
- Patterns of Failure
- Sheet Metal Girl
- Hyperviolet
- Treblinka
- Down in the Street [Stooges cover]
- Jupiter's Eye
- Alexandria