Waste - Swine Filth lyrics

throw more fvcking stones i can't feel a thing if you're asking up on your high horse trampling the deserving condescending repetition if god gave you a name it'd be fvcking swine filth is there a reason your face is so far up your filthy rectum mºtherfvcker I've had enough and its time to taste your purid congealed diseased fvcking blood diseased fvcking blood