Birth Of The Anti Mother

Birth Of The Anti Mother - Norma Jean

From the bloodline of vicious

Serpents a dreadful heart

Within a lovely shell

A demons heart but with the face of God

Of God

I guess a liar's heart is still true

Even if her lips are not are not are not

Are not

The vomit that flows out from your mouth

Has seeped into your chest

Searching for the strength to breathe

In one last lie from you

But right now the grave seems so much easier

The fear of that devil in me

It comes from you you you

You're like the smoke in the window yeah

Why should I strugle you

She comes for sorrow

She comes for lies

Lies lies lies

We came here for blood

Did you yes or no

We came here for blood

Did you yes or no

No one's getting out because

We came here for blood

Did you yes or no

No one's getting out because

We came for blood

Did you yes or no

No ones sceard agianst b**hes

We came for blood

We came for blood

She's not breathing

Choke that witch out

No one breathing

No one

Choke that bright out

Choke that bright out

Choke that bright out

Choke that witch out

Choke that bright out

Choke that tried out

Choke her out