Lletres: Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. Face: Face.

Leech, leech with two daughters
Give, give they cry
Her name is, she is a liar
I refuse to be hers, a liar
A kiss from her is one of the grave
Of the grave

Bullets by her mouthful an enemy at the six
Bullets by her mouthful an enemy at the six

She simply will not die
She simply will not die
She simply will not die
She simply will not die
She simply will not die
She simply will not die
She simply will not die

She will not die
She won't die
She won't die
She won't die
She will not die

Leech with two daughters
Give, give they cry
Her name is, she is a liar
I refuse
I, I refuse, refuse