Boiling Blood
Persecution (Alemanha)
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See you on the street,
nasty pocket by side.
My blood boilt in veins,
should be your last purchase.
Lust for pain, grave insane.
Never ending search for the thrill
that let me live this day.
Mental Never Healing Wound
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Take a seat on my table.
It was built for you
to spend the night.
Bleeding just for me:
Or is it a dream?
Looking at your white skin,
listening to your breath.
Satisfaction for the next weeks,
one last smiling for your saviour.
Since I was a child
the torments were on my side.
Now the wheel turns on,
your blood is my revenge.
Lust for pain, grave insane.
Never ending search for the thrill
that let me live this day.