I crest your body, your pale cold skin So beautyful, so silent, but still not free from sin. From your head gush of blood Mutilated face, like an image of god
I hate you, discusting whore Your sinful behaviour I can't stand Lying there with your legs wide apart With your awful eyes and a removed heart For what I've done, I feel no guilt I don't need you, no one needs filth
Beaten beyond recognition Pleasure extreme Beaten beyond recognition Deadly desire ...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
