nights over vienna slo-mo gehenna just take it easy confession sees me
dead punk bloodlust for throbbing trust engaged some people wish to live tru splendid ages allow them cry by reaching awesome level within the kinky. dark. sex. fetish. fever
their vitae goes thin as a limpid lath subconsciousness pays in tears for the past no love no pain you know this mean game vain off-mind lane for your nape go insane
- Lost man, dead man, knocking on the door. Cankerman, soreman, knock no more. - Naive and silly your heart is Let me now show thy life decease
red winter flash just erasing disturbing time of process she cannot hide an awaken interest in me none the less my grasping eyes sticked into soul - couldn't take them off i drain her liquid from the neck when she's coming in love
your spirit smells like devoured candy shop advert don’t lie me littling, I’m feeling so freeky pervert my last itch for pink river washing satin flesh that’s turning destiny and hopes to roughy ashes
- Lost man, dead man, knocking on the door. Cankerman, soreman, knock no more. - Naive and silly your heart is Let me now show thy life decease