Band:Gallows Album:Grey Britain Song:Crucifucks Lyrics: Nail their bodies to the crucifix, slit the throats of all the priests. The last smile they will ever express, a gaping hole running right through their necks. The snakes get fat while the good rats die, so all the pigs should be bled dry. Who's with me? All your sins will be forgiven, when your blood begins to thicken. You have no answers to our questions, god bless this great depression. The snakes get
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