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-f*ckers!
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
Dead Cross - Church of the Motherfuckers Lyrics
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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-f*ckers!
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
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-f*ckers!
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
Writer: DAVE LOMBARDO, JUSTIN PEARSON, MICHAEL ALLEN PATTON, MICHAEL JASON CRAIN, MICHAEL CRAIN, MICHAEL PATTON
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Copyright: Lyrics © AUXILIUM MUSIC, LLC, Songtrust Ave, Exploration Group LLC