Bloodpit - The Juvenile Hell lyrics

The Juvenile Hell I expect to taste a refined flavor Something from the finest dishes on earth I´ve got no menu. The servant evades me So I don't have to pay the bill Carnal component breed Wine, God, my guide Jaws, my gla** A frog in my mouth eats the fly on my plate God, this is the juvenile hell People bending all around. A garden for dolls The superficial group is here right when the music Starts I want out. Can´t handle this nonstop beat This paralysis k**s me fast and you just twitch Carnal component breed Gone are the bounds Modern human being Cheap production´s rampant God, this is the juvenile hell