Everything within me turns rapist Everything turns saint The spit and the blood And your longing for god Have lost all meaning now
And I offered myself to the night In a spray of blossoms red and white And I took my seat among the depraved Like a choir boy Like a returning faith
A race of demons A race of thieves Is asking for shelter Is waiting for me For we love to betray In bursts of grief and laughter For we servants must answer The call of the blood today Does that make you sufficient unto yourself?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
