...And you can't see my eyes
Imperious, choleric, extreme in everything
The dirty element that gives pleasure
But what would pleasure be?

...And you can't feel my arms
Embracing your madness
The strong element that gives pain
But what would pain be?

...And now you can feel my lips
Silencing your screams
The taste of evil
But what would evil be?

...And now you can feel your wounds
The open gates of pain
That never intended to heal
And now you know how deep the pleasure could be

Dor, sou teu amante!
Ardo em teu corpo
Vibro com teu prazer escaldante
Gozo, mesmo sabendo que sofro!

Because what would pleasure be
If it were not accompanied by pain

...And now you can feel my lips
Silencing your screams
The taste of evil
But what would evil be?

...And now you can feel your wounds
The open gates of pain
That never intended to heal
And now you know how deep the pleasure could be

Dor, sou teu amante!
Ardo em teu corpo
Vibro com teu prazer escaldante
Gozo, mesmo sabendo que sofro!