Trash Talk
Trash Talk - Immaculate Infection lyrics
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Speak of the son. No father brings the holy one. From cloven hoofs to claws to thorns, his rise to power has begun. Among your thieves, there lays another dying mouth to feed. Behold a rosy ring. A kingdom of shit breeds afflicted kings. A messiah of elbows and knees. I will spread the infection immaculately