Little Sisters - Pigface
Cowardice muscles turn to torture
The waking time is low
Inbetween the cut from
Top to bottom of control
A many taste vents screaming
Blindface at the real disease
Form collapsing red sky revealed
Caught up in the breeze
They grow I know anxious cracked
The dawn in circles in the floor
It's there appeared in seconds
Only slipping murder web
Sleeping under glass decisions
Where the only light ways crack
A many little sisters breed
In force field unity
Genetic arms unfold braving
Night for lunacy
They grow I know anxious
Cracked the dawn in
Circles in the floor
Hey stop I'll take her place
Enter due hole
And circles celebrated
Slavery for sake
Uncoils the run of blood
Of gravity and hate
They grow I know anxious cracked
The dawn in circles in the floor
They grow I know anxious cracked
The dawn in circles in the floor
In the floor
In the floor
In the floor
In the floor
In the floor
In the floor
In the floor
In the floor
