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Антихрист

сойдемся В год самой горькой звезды Знаю наверно рухну я первым Только погибнешь и ты Имя мне антихрист Знак мой цифра шесть шесть шесть Имя мне антихрист

And I don't want ya and I don't need ya Don't bother to resist or I'll beat ya It's not your fault that you're always wrong The weak ones are there to

Red (In My) Head Smiling faces on the wall I took a walk down the hall I banged my fist against the door I tossed a quarter to the whore The Camera flashes

Burn the witches, burn the witches Don't take time to sew your your stitches Burn the witches, burn the witches Good is the thing that you favor, evil

Son of man, rise up son of man New York cities son of Sam With a gun in hand He reaps the women of our land Blood and family does his death depravity

You built me up with your wishing hell I didn't have to sell you You threw your money in the pissing well You do just what they tell you Repent, that

Your world is an ashtray We burn and coil like cigarettes The more you cry your ashes turn to mud It's the nature of the leeches The virgin's feeling

Light a candle for the sinners set the world on fire Anti choice, anti girl I am anti-flag unfurled Anti white and anti man I got the anti future plan

You cut off all of your fingers Trade them in for dollar bills Cake on some more make-up to cover up all those lines Wake up and stop shaking 'cause you