Paroles Perversion de Almost Saint

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Textes et Paroles de Perversion



Now the time has come
to introduce one of our egos that hides
The real face of which we give each other only signs
We're transformed as we want to be,
An attractive killer calls it forth
whom we're going to hate afterwards
my blood is sparkling,
in it common sense is drowning
our nerves are itching we sractch them
so that this distorted desire can show:
this, we are also

So here I am, this is my perversion
I am my own creation
My deranged mind infects my body
I know it's forbidden but I let it be

And returning back to this clean world,
all the bits of my filthy-stinking body
Smoke I breathe, poison I swallow
Brides in the mud in their
snowwhite dresses wallow
Instead of the quiet sound of a flute
A madman is playing the trumpet

The time has come to introduce
a real face which we hide
We're transformed as we want to be,
an attractive killer calls it forth
Whom we're going to hate afterwards

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