Why'd I spit my vile venom If nobody cares. Why'd I laugh knowing that, If tomorrow will be a day of tears. Why'd I cry knowing that, One day will be the last one. I wish god could lend me his favorite lover
The time of a sweet juicy kiss. She's the one nammed: la grande mort. If his cum is running my body, It's just to let me rotten by.
You the almighty: that wich created that. You must be really vicious, To make this game where pain and pleasure Have some sex together.
You the almighty: the one who spit that cum Not surprising for a bloody vicious world, To have a father like you.
Don't believe in love - No I don't believe in this fuckin' joke - Don't believe in love - No I don't believe in this fuckin' perverted freaky world.