I scorn all virgin and tattered flesh Disgusting victims of their own lies I have belayed my deepest affection With utmost vengeance i seek the end of Breath giving life
Overwhelmed with no self control I hunt and wait to strike
In my domain i dwell, i am master Misplaced in hell for the sake of reaching heaven Savoring this state of nostalgia Which cannot Will not Does not exist
Cold flesh Pale elegant and emaciated Never adequate for life
Lust of your death Enthralled by the taste of hypnotic tragedy Here i dream lucid of the quietus of you And all that you hold dear
Cleansed of my conscience While spilling the blood within you Anxiously awaiting the rapturous euphoria I shall endure
There will never be forgiveness within my dominion Misplaced in hell for the sake of reaching heaven Savoring this state of nostalgia Which cannot Will not Does not exist
Lust of your death Enthralled by the taste of hypnotic tragedy Here i dream lucid of the quietus of you And all that you hold so dear
Cleansed of my conscience While spilling the blood within you Anxiously awaiting the rapturous euphoria I shall endureTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
