Текст (слова) песни: Lamb Of God - O.D.H.G.A.B.F.E.
Hate. Falling three feet to the ground. Face down on the cold floor of a well-oiled SF pigsty I met my one true love. Feel youth crushed somewhere between concrete and boot, another victim of the lower hate. You are not my god. You think this is funny don`t you pig? How the helpless freak squirms beneath our state sanctioned soles, but what is he laughing at? There was nothing padded about a wagon full of mace. Rotator cuff hyper extends behind my back ribs cracking beneath a rain of sticks and heels falling down like the rain outside. Oh yeah bitch, I`m gonna remember your face your name your number; and when I crawl out of this hole I`m going to make you all mine. Auschwitz Kent State Chi-Town 68 Tianamen Waco.
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