So ungrateful yet so mute and fragile Walking anxious young cruel And unconsciously vile
No trespassing downstairs you'll find The forbidden haven of the ostracized From where we're all analyzed... ...with putrid lips We as dead as they wise
Unpretty girl was brought up amongst beauty Wealth will always heal the wounds For your father's sins
Not a charm in your heart and still Power brought the One And you will fucking procreate! "You've all lost, now the world is MINE" said she So proud and condemned to be undesired She is the Queen of Rats Whilst we're all drowning
Into 1760 torments To build up the hate, to dry out the hopes 1760 torments To build up the hate, to dry out the hopes
Into 1760 torments To build up the hate, to dry out the hopes 1760 torments To build up the hate, to dry out the hopes
Spirits sweet self destruction Down to my guts, they dry up my hopes Spirits sweet self destruction Down to my guts, they dry up my hopes
Spirits sweet self destruction Down to my guts, they dry up my hopes Spirits sweet self destruction Down to my guts, they dry up my hopesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
