Woorden:
Paradise Lost Soundtrack Exclusives Rarities

self numbered days are few the lies promised to you are a good way of keeping it all collapsed is our bond I pretend to respond no love for the lost... no love for the lost

O you sweet, little six six sixteen I'm the savior of your sisterhood Stretched thing, held in leash for daddy Clench the thong now, honey, clench it

I am the son and the heir Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and heir Of nothing in particular You shut your mouth, how can you say

resent a sense of feeding, demanding bleeding unhinged a savage seeks a quest hollow hearts, rapid beating the pulse is high its never ceasing this cannot

The end, untold desire Night reveals unearthly ways I felt Failing life's abruptive games I felt Gripped to life, you must resign all pride Saved from

within the hour it finds me how come with you it takes so long? so long, so long and if you're slipping out of sanity I reveal, you're not the fool that

And in the summer when the clouds show through I might go the same way too if You and I could talk together Well, what I supposed to do with You and