Be my slave, feed my lust, in exchange you'll get a grave for yourself.
In the darkest spot of my mind you live, sickening and laughing. I am the puppet of your iron strings, I'm the scum right from your thoughts.
I now hold your smile, and the blood in your face, I spit in your eyes, your tears are nothing to me.
You'll get to feel the punishment of sin. And I will get the reward of your dead body in my bed.
When the night is calling, frightening shakes my body, I bury myself, inside my bed. No matter how I pray, shadows are stronger than God, the cross over my bed, falls and breaks. And I know this body, is not mine anymore. It's yours, My Wretched Lord
Hurt me more, break my soul. I can't let you go, but still I feel delighted in pain Twist my will, kill my body. I can't let you go, I can't let you go. Please me with death.
Cruelest methods to dismember your soul, may this punishment show you not to love me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
