Song | Trojan Whore |
Artist | Pig Destroyer |
Album | Prowler In the Yard |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Half in darkness she stands in a dress of shrapnel, smoke and torn flags. | |
Dragging off cigarettes of human skin. | |
Eyes like cracked eggshells empty as life. | |
Her index fingers drip mothers milk like hypodermic needles. | |
She stumbles through my veins high on ash and dry semen fiending for love. |