Perfection and Her Mistress - text
A night faithful to us as one,
Your twisting nails ripping into my flesh,
Of bleeding teeth from of a biting frenzy,
A tasteful sunset still so fresh,
Your twisting nails ripping into my flesh,
Of bleeding teeth from of a biting frenzy,
A tasteful sunset still so fresh,
Utter perfection,
Dressed in ebony, the lustful side of me,
Taunting my thoughts apart from logic,
Obscure to what I see, a mistress beckoning,
A virus keeps this mood melodic,
Dressed in ebony, the lustful side of me,
Taunting my thoughts apart from logic,
Obscure to what I see, a mistress beckoning,
A virus keeps this mood melodic,
In the end I wait for the sorrow,
To rise again and die tomorrow,
To rise again and die tomorrow,
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Whips and chains arouse the slain emotions of my past,
Beating with my heart at once a pace still growing fast,
Laughter heard within the space born from our bloody mess,
Haunting what is left of their innocence to caress,
Beating with my heart at once a pace still growing fast,
Laughter heard within the space born from our bloody mess,
Haunting what is left of their innocence to caress,
Harvesting despair for love,
Destructing peace from you above,
Laying with my vile temptress,
Dying in a lie of emptiness,
Destructing peace from you above,
Laying with my vile temptress,
Dying in a lie of emptiness,
Whips and chains arouse the slain emotions of my past,
Beating with my heart at once a pace still growing fast,
Laughter heard within the space born from our bloody mess,
Haunting what is left of their innocence to caress,
Beating with my heart at once a pace still growing fast,
Laughter heard within the space born from our bloody mess,
Haunting what is left of their innocence to caress,
I feel the cold,
Hear the wind,
Their weeping souls,
Forever sinned,
Romantic silence,
Withheld in screams,
Forward and back,
From blackened dreams,
Hear the wind,
Their weeping souls,
Forever sinned,
Romantic silence,
Withheld in screams,
Forward and back,
From blackened dreams,
Dressed in ebony, the lustful side of me,
Taunting my thoughts apart from logic,
Obscure to what I see, a mistress beckoning,
A virus keeps this mood melodic,
Taunting my thoughts apart from logic,
Obscure to what I see, a mistress beckoning,
A virus keeps this mood melodic,
In the end I wait for the sorrow,
To rise again and die tomorrow,
To rise again and die tomorrow,
Whips and chains arouse the slain emotions of my past,
Beating with my heart at once a pace still growing fast,
Laughter heard within the space born from our bloody mess,
Haunting what is left of their innocence to caress.
Beating with my heart at once a pace still growing fast,
Laughter heard within the space born from our bloody mess,
Haunting what is left of their innocence to caress.
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