No need to ponder what my being desires Persistent longing for flesh, my only vice Nothing quells this hunger, humanity afoul There is no safe haven for I'm always on the prowl
Miserere
They suffer in silence No words as their tongues are first to go Redemptive crucifixions Nails deeper ‘cause you're bleeding out too slow
I spread my misery, biblically evolved Bathe in condemnation, with your blood I feel absolved Some will see the darkness but all will feel the pain Have no doubt, my precious as your life goes down the drain
Miserere
They suffer in silence No words as their tongues are first to go Redemptive crucifixions Nails deeper ‘cause you're bleeding out too slow
Love… This is the face of love From a rather misanthropic, manly point of view Hate… I am a mirror, won't deviate Reflecting all the angst with pleasure… It's nothing new It's nothing new!
Miserere MiserereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
