Heather from Fleshwork by PUPIL SLICER

All out in a losing fight
Screaming, I want to make it right
The things we never left to fate
Oh this time it's left too late

Mothered by an empty void
The whole becomes you
This body, filthy and unclean
Don't tell me, don't tell me

“We love you”
It can't be true

Fuck you, stop calling out that name
Cattle for your divinity
I can't stop it
God, I can't stop it
God, I can't stop it
God, I can't stop it

Reaching for the bullet I decide
I gotta know that you'll be at my side
I'll kill your paradise
I'll kill your paradise

Don't tell me, don't tell me
Don't tell me, don't tell me

“We love you”
It can't be true

I'll kill your paradise
I'll kill your paradise
I'll kill your paradise
I'll kill your paradise

• Metal
• death metal
• extreme metal
• grindcore
• hardcore
• mathcore
• London