a glance to my eyes, deep within reveals
this worn-out warrior`s mind
i`m killing you by suffering
discomposure of a deepest kind
in the night i crave to feel your breath
and your touch like angel of death
in the dawn i`m in chains of beastial rage
and forced to make you dead
the chains get tighter around my throat
i can give you no love, only dead-lift of pain
in the dusk of evening i tuck you up with feather
forever i`ll stand by your side
in the twilight of night i`m laughing
while cutting you hundred and thirteen times
can`t you see i am evil, double-edged razor
child of eternal hate.
to torment you like a motherfuckin-whore
i`ll make you cry forever more
i`d crawl through broken glass to you...
and your name is written in my very flesh
with the knife i`m still longing to use
in the night i crave to feel your breath
and your touch like angel of death
in the dawni`m in chains of bestial rage
and forced to make you dead
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