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Cult Fiction
Spitfire Lyrics


Crossed Cold metal, hard lead. Kneeling to the cock of a rifle…
In Vitro We freebased the world like a challenger explosion. And lit…
Meat Maker The dull thud of packing meat. It's my bare fist beating…
Meth Monster You're only free when you're rabid. You're only rabid when …
Mother Earth In Labour 26 years in an aborting world. Mother Earth in labor.…
Pro-Life What do you have to be angry about? I rack your…
Track Marxist We greased our pockets with oil. Then lined those pockets w…