Paroles de Church Of The Motherfuckers

Coyote Those eyes Son lies Can't hide Cardinal cartel Pockets are full Corrupt intel Face down in the pool Power absolute An orgy institute Who'll pluck the fruit From the stems of our screaming youth? In the cathedral of zombie brothers Under the altar of child-lovers Chamber of refracted colors Church of the mother-fuckers! Beneath a robe of silken grime Over the shame of nursery rhymes Across the hills and tunnels low Release the chamber., pop, and go! Pray! It's all on tape All on tape: You! Cardinal cartel Pockets are full Corrupt intel Face down in the pool Power absolute An orgy institute Who'll pluck the fruit From the stems of our screaming youth? Celebrate Baby rape Under the cape Baby rape (Puto) Coyote