Pig - Serial Killer Thriller lyrics

rate me

This is the dirt that grows the misery that you suck upon

Oh come to bedlam you will find a fist to fuck upon

This soul is itchin' to receive the taste upon your spoon

My guilt will marry me and lies are gonna be my groom

*Oh silence I can hear you

Swinging slowly on the gentle rope

**Serial killer thriller

Sinsation

Serial killer thriller

Sinsation

Serial killer thriller

Sinsation

Serial killer thriller

Just for you

And from your bitter string I suck upon all your bitter lies

And wait with baited bitter breath upon your bridal knife

I cannot take this thing you force into my face again

I cannot hate this thing you force into my face again

A choir of flies rehearse their hymns upon my open eyes

Your devil crawls to me to give my somewhere I can hide

*&**Repeat

*&**Repeat