So goes the tale of the Brazen Bull A strange device designed to kill Hanging out in the Pillory Drawn and quartered for the whole town to see The infliction of the Rack Boiling oil in great stone vats Bound and broken on the Wheel But all I know is how you make me feel today
This torture Is getting close to you Torture The agony I put myself through Torture The bittersweet constrain Torture For Desire is the cruelest pain
Back in 1585 They’d impale a man alive Wooden collar and iron truss Chinese Death of 1000 Cuts And on the pages in between They spoke of the Garrote and the Guillotine Iron Maiden and Little Ease But all I know is how you make me feel today
This torture Is getting close to you Torture The agony I put myself through Torture The bittersweet constrain Torture For Desire is the cruelest pain
My mind’s caught in a Brank And all the ribbons of my skin Tomorrow ends up in shackles before it even begins And the tears that fall upon my face They trickle to the floor Like water torture falling Drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop by drop
This torture Is getting close to you Torture The agony I put myself through Torture The bittersweet constrain Torture For Desire is the cruelest pain
And you taught me all about painTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
