on livid nights of dead dry thunder
wounded heaven's bleeding dawn
squeaky sounds from six foot under
recreated and reborn
hiding in your bony castle
trapped within your temple flesh
suffering the plaque of darkness
dive into eternal rest
skinny dukes in dusty dress outs
midget minded demon herds
gathered under wing of pleasure
ceremonials raise the church
rubbermonks and leather nuns
you're gonna find yourself
before the gate to hell
rubbermonks and leather nuns
twilight breeds are creeping under
a screaming mass of shadow birds
latex lovers seventh wonder
pierced apart they praise the church of
leatherpunk pleasure
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nur die toten will euch lieben
all good chilldren goes to heaven
with rubbermonks... | 
