This is a song about "Nude photography of xeno lesbians"

Top of my pile of bodies

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Of the book of your life

This is how she want to live

Ye too, but what em did was silly

Thoughts of immortality

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Of potential cases

But i guess that shit's just tough love

The means of artillery spotting and photography of the opposing trenches.

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Beaches of normandy.

What them tippers don't see

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

Of being of always getting wired