The Juvenile Hell Songtext
von Bloodpit

I expect you taste a refined flavor
Something from the finest dishes on earth
I′ve got no menu
The servant baits me
So I don't have to pay the bill

Carnal, no corner for it
White God my guide
Chose my path

I′m walking among the blood on my face
God this is

People bending all around
A carnival of dolls
The superficial groupies here


Right when the music starts
I want out
Can't handle this
Now stop me
This paralysis kills me fast
And you just wish

Carnal, no corner for it
God, I'm a mouse
Butter you, not me
Sheep dancing, sprawl apart
God this is

White God my guide
Chose my path
I′m walking among the blood on my face