The Days Of Swine And Roses

You drag me across your open wounds

I am on my last limb, I'm on my last limb

Stuck in the mainstream pseudo dude

You are on your last limb, You're on your last limbThe day I die will mean nothing to you

The days of swine and rosesYour mind's diseased with perverted justice

I am on my last limb, I'm on my last limb

Nameless horror we call love

I was only laughing, ha I was laughingXian zombie vampyre

I am the Father, the Father of nothing

Songwriters

Frank Nardiello;Marston DaleyPublished by

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