I’m listening to Marilyn Manson’s Speed Of Pain, and the opening lyrics remind me of Saint John’s Eve:
They slit our throats
Like we were flowers
And our milk has been
Devoured
I’m listening to Marilyn Manson’s Speed Of Pain, and the opening lyrics remind me of Saint John’s Eve:
They slit our throats
Like we were flowers
And our milk has been
Devoured