[Lyric] The Hostesses Die Alone (WaterCrisis)

Pieces of brains for each one!
What remains to me?
Sand instead of the tongue!

Teeth and nails in a sacket
The sweet burns the temples
Taking more and more blows

Everybody to their place!
I wanna see you die!
Everybody to their place!
I wanna see you die!

Pieces of brains for each one!
What do you deserve?
Sand instead of the tongue!

Everybody to their place!
I wanna see you die!
Everybody to their place!
I wanna see you die!
Everybody to their place!
I wanna see you die!
Everybody to their place!
I wanna see you die!