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
