Cryptorchild Lyrics

Each time I make my mother cry an

angel dies and falls from heaven

when the boy is still a worm it's hard to

learn the number seven

but when they get to you

it's the first thing that they do

each time I look outside

my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape Manson Marilyn - Cryptorchild - http://motolyrics.com/manson-marilyn/cryptorchild-lyrics.html

when the worm consumes the boy it's never

considered rape

when they get to you

prick your finger it is done...

the moon has now eclipsed the sun...

the angel has spread its wings...

the time has come for bitter things