Where is love
Its got its legs wide open
On its knees
All with divinity
A proud whore
That no one knows her name
What is love
A charity to fucking shame
And for the life of me I can’t remember what she said
I die, I die
And for the time being I’ll listen to what’s in her head
I die, I die
And for her grace
Her loveliness
I die, I die
supported by 26 fans who also own “You Can't Turn A Ho Into A Housewife”
Two impressive vocalists, variable and skilled guitarists and a tight and very powerful rhythm section. That plus the ability to write a song really leaves nothing left to desire here. mourner
supported by 18 fans who also own “You Can't Turn A Ho Into A Housewife”
An album that tends to lean towards the more melodic side of the deathcore genre. Nothing groundbreaking but they do this style really really well. puncakethethird