Lay It On The Line - 120 Days OFFICIAL VIDEO

120 DAYS from the album THE BLACK MUSEUM (2017) OUT NOW on Disconnect Disconnect Records https://layitontheline.bandcamp.com/ https://disconnectdisconnect.co.uk/ Song recorded at The Ranch Production House by Daly George Video shot by Alice and Mike Edited by Siren Sycho (Off The Ric Productions) - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC0L4... Listen to The Black Museum: Bandcamp - http://bit.ly/2tvosQu Apple Music - http://apple.co/2sxZ8ox Spotify - http://spoti.fi/2tbv7wP Amazon - http://amzn.to/2sxM8iF Deezer - http://bit.ly/2tvh7Ax Lyrics: So meet now our insatiable libertines Cloistered now to act out vicious scenes These lovely virgins with a sweet and tender air Cut out their eyes, burn flesh so fair Oh luckless flock, you will tremble at what lies in store Give us filthy things, and still we will want more We will want more Tears on little cheeks, tears in fresh young skin The act’s the thing, the purpose is to sin We cannot change our tastes, no more than change our form We look on all that’s good and pure with molten scorn What need has man for sensibility When his purpose is to pursue liberty Take this ass and move to mark it With unconscionable harshness Oh beshitted little ass Performing perverse Mass We’ll swallow all you have to give but none of you allowed to live Extirpate all human kindness With these pleasures now becoming mindless Lubricious fury is dangerous to be around We will chew you up and spit you out And both we know that Heaven is a lie So come now little one your turn to die Burn the flesh and the bones All bridges burned the gates are closed As days go on they grow more vicious So smack your lips, it was delicious The appetite is restored by eating And all these infamies assume a richer meaning Richer meaning I am alone now I am at the world’s end Withheld from every gaze Let’s see what pretty things we can break In 120 days So well met, insatiable libertines Spent 4 months in their vicious scenes The luckless flock did tremble and they bled some more The simple passions weren’t enough, they wanted more These lovely virgins now jaded in this horrid lair The cut off fingers and burned their thighs so fair Their thighs so fair All lying there © Lay It On The Line 2017

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