...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!