St. Nihil, the Martyr Songtext
von The Mountain King
St. Nihil, the Martyr Songtext
The rich may find it quite obscene
To buy our frequencies
And shit that they don′t see
But every other sunday They get down to blow
A wooden creatures glory holes
Until they're told to go
Nature is supposed to be
What logic is opposed to see
St. Nihil, Nihil
A shit life longs for better tides
St. Nihil, Nihil
Death is a black hole
To buy our frequencies
And shit that they don′t see
But every other sunday They get down to blow
A wooden creatures glory holes
Until they're told to go
Nature is supposed to be
What logic is opposed to see
St. Nihil, Nihil
A shit life longs for better tides
St. Nihil, Nihil
Death is a black hole
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