and feel My pain and scream Fuck me And tie me up Your hands on me I see your wrath Pleasure and pain blood and sin Lust and hate sex and death Kiss and
it fades away I scream your name I cry my tears again I need you Love and pain Wonder and desire I need you Love and pain Never never again Never again Stop my pain
An old picture fades away My solitude forever My solitude tonight My solitude forever Asking for love and dreams tonight My solitude tonight But what I feel is pain and hate And
days I lose my mind I lose my life Behind me... A black mirror White walls around me Lots of hands that scratch outside Everyday the same... Again and
oh Satan Monark of the feast..." No human breath below (him) No pleasure for the lust No martyrs for the Crhist Just hate and pain and dust Gold dust
: Laying down with ghosts and owls I change myself into ground and sky While the moon paints my skin While my soul is close to her life Lullaby among
of voices around me All the time and everywhere I don't need you I don't need me... I walk through a lake of sand Leave me alone and let me die Let me
me Frozen inside my heart One more time Just one more time The past is dim and far... An awful dream Carved in my soul Forever and ever Death plays
: Carpe mortem, nigra mater Mater mortis, sabath mater She can hear me A red rose is dying In her gloomy sleep Night by night She can hear me She can
my days I lose my mind I lose my life Behind me... A black mirror White walls around me Lots of hands that scratch outside Everyday the same... Again and
with me Frozen inside my heart One more time Just one more time The past is dim and far... An awful dream Carved in my soul Forever and ever Death plays
Laying down with ghosts and owls I change myself into ground and sky While the moon paints my skin While my soul is close to her life Lullaby among
dream it fades away I scream your name I cry my tears again I need you Love and pain Wonder and desire I need you Love and pain Never never again Never again Stop my pain
Carpe mortem, nigra mater Mater mortis, sabath mater She can hear me A red rose is dying In her gloomy sleep Night by night She can hear me She can
invoke oh Satan Monark of the feast..." No human breath below (him) No pleasure for the lust No martyrs for the Crhist Just hate and pain and dust Gold