Torcher
Let me tell you this micheal, be one of us
Nobel survive wah
Recurring nightmare I appear Like a hunter, roll of thunder motherfucker I'm live so shed your final tears
They cry from fear I'm crying due to my madness i i'm laughing as I cut up my face with broken glasses
Surpass bliss with the pain so strange it fascinates go rabid as the savage engage you need to vaccinate
Pack a razor blade in my skin slash it to make you grin, stuff a slut full of my nut just to break her in
It pays to sin motherfucker you gotta play to win, they're hating him forsaken the worst and I've disgraced my kin
Fuck it though your face where my fucking knuckles go
So pucker up this ain't no sucker punch its my fucking show
I punish foes with blows and flows that eat the soul, i'll take you pussies out of ya home like a comfort zone
Blood rush I kill and I crush so they go up and arms
Think twice before putting the god on the undercard
Violence, bloodshed, torture, straight death
I don't love nothing but I love this
I don't love nothing but I love this
Violence, bloodshed, torture, straight death
I don't love nothing but I love this
I don't love nothing but I love this
I spawned satan and taught him the basics, the hatred and racism and placed it across nations
Embracing the heartbreak as I'm breaking the foundation
Aroused by bloodshed its he sound and these frowned faces
I wish your spirit to fry like a pound of bacon
I've questioned their every move like they're building around masons
Now they're about facing I'm never about patience
They should've been out so now their flesh I'm about tasting
I don't even flex on a beat I'm fetching my meat/
Clenching my teeth none as evil as Im destined to be
My temperature heat They scream like witches burning alive
Ain't nothing certain with Lateb but I'm certain you'll die
Burning a church like this is where they worship the lies, the more that it hurts to me it's more perfect the crime
Accursed aside knives I'll insert in your sides
They like pin cushions been pushing shit in they minds
Violence, bloodshed, torture, straight death
I don't love nothing but I love this
I don't love nothing but I love this
Violence, bloodshed, torture, straight death
I don't love nothing but I love this
I don't love nothing but I love this
Nobel survive wah
Recurring nightmare I appear Like a hunter, roll of thunder motherfucker I'm live so shed your final tears
They cry from fear I'm crying due to my madness i i'm laughing as I cut up my face with broken glasses
Surpass bliss with the pain so strange it fascinates go rabid as the savage engage you need to vaccinate
Pack a razor blade in my skin slash it to make you grin, stuff a slut full of my nut just to break her in
It pays to sin motherfucker you gotta play to win, they're hating him forsaken the worst and I've disgraced my kin
Fuck it though your face where my fucking knuckles go
So pucker up this ain't no sucker punch its my fucking show
I punish foes with blows and flows that eat the soul, i'll take you pussies out of ya home like a comfort zone
Blood rush I kill and I crush so they go up and arms
Think twice before putting the god on the undercard
Violence, bloodshed, torture, straight death
I don't love nothing but I love this
I don't love nothing but I love this
Violence, bloodshed, torture, straight death
I don't love nothing but I love this
I don't love nothing but I love this
I spawned satan and taught him the basics, the hatred and racism and placed it across nations
Embracing the heartbreak as I'm breaking the foundation
Aroused by bloodshed its he sound and these frowned faces
I wish your spirit to fry like a pound of bacon
I've questioned their every move like they're building around masons
Now they're about facing I'm never about patience
They should've been out so now their flesh I'm about tasting
I don't even flex on a beat I'm fetching my meat/
Clenching my teeth none as evil as Im destined to be
My temperature heat They scream like witches burning alive
Ain't nothing certain with Lateb but I'm certain you'll die
Burning a church like this is where they worship the lies, the more that it hurts to me it's more perfect the crime
Accursed aside knives I'll insert in your sides
They like pin cushions been pushing shit in they minds
Violence, bloodshed, torture, straight death
I don't love nothing but I love this
I don't love nothing but I love this
Violence, bloodshed, torture, straight death
I don't love nothing but I love this
I don't love nothing but I love this
Credits
Writer(s): Nicolas Miannay, Jules Rigaud, Eric Baldeon
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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