The music her hair used to make goes with the wind
It's listened by the animals the night breeds
Her head lies on the bloody rocks
Staring to a mute sky full of doubts
Bitch your mine under dessert's sky
Screams and laments will fill the night
I just wanna fuck you
May my words make you fly?
I prefer to see the falling of their grace
They won't get me 'cause I'm just their disease
Cold blooded disease
Ladykiller's my name
Cold blooded disease
I rape
Your nipples dance with my teeth
I pull them out to the extreme
I just wanna hurt you
Black hair dances with the wind
I wish to see you tied, dirty, confused
I wish to see you undressed, trembling, confused
I wanna cut you up tonight
I wanna chop you off
1 | Poltergeist |
2 | Tiempos De Furia |
3 | Spirals of Time |
4 | Drowning |
5 | Silence Is The Death |
6 | The Shape of Things to Come |
7 | Born To Be (Hated) |
8 | Not Human |
9 | The Day the World Stopped |
10 | Taste The Waste |