Amish Girl
Birdflesh
The road to hell is lined
With things that are fine that I like to combine
I choose death
After the grave
I guess I'll turn to dirt
I can't behave
I am a rotten corpse with a metal shirt
The heaven is a lie
You can't live when you die, say hello and goodbye
You choose god
After the grave
I guess I'll turn to dirt
I can't behave
I am a rotten corpse with a metal shirt
Finger bang
Your way to reality
Finger bang
Your way to morality
Finger bang
Your way to reality
Finger bang bang bang bang
