All those green freaks inside her body Try to write poems to her bones
With knives they torment her feelings She cries for help but she is just dreaming
" Whip, and chain that's our game Pleasure of pain make her insane "
In nightmare she's rolling without helping hands Just like hot oil she's boiling deep inside her dreams
In pain she scratches impure skin and tries to forget this moment She falls into abyss in her hallucinations And finds herself in white defecation
. . . white shit . . .
In white shit you whip me and masturbate me I tear you you bleed, bleed and masturbate me you bleed for me . . .
In nightmare she's rolling without helping hands Just like hot oil she's boiling deep inside her dreams
" There is no sky there is no space Only bones and flesh the flesh . . . what we hate "
You crawl, you crawl in nightmare and look for escape But, there is no way out no way out from your narcotic dreamsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
