(The k**er ...
The k**er ...)
We feel impure
(The k**er ...)
We feel impure
(The k**er ...)
We feel impure
(The k**er ...)
What is perfection?
(The k**er is inside you
The k**er ...
The k**er ...
The k**er ...
The k**er ...)
So cold when I touch your skin
So cold, the face of sin
So cold and still full of pride
So cold, eyes open wide
Late at night I lie awake
Still hear your scream out there
I feel lost, you're not there
But like always I don't care
So cold ...
(The k**er ...)
So cold ...
(The k**er ...)
So cold ...
(The k**er ...)
... your skin, your flesh
Drop the lies, super session
???? call it agression
You call us sick but you must confess
There won't be light without my darkness
Strange obsession
Strange obsession
You call us sick but you must confess
There won't be light without my darkness
We feel impure
We feel impure
We feel impure
What is perfection?
So cold when I touch your skin
So cold, the face of sin
So cold you make me complete
So cold but (you abscent me??)
????
In d**h we are all the same
Without remorse I take the blame
(The k**er ...)
????
You call us sick but you must confess
There won't be light without my darkness
Strange obsession
Strange obsession
You call us sick but you must confess
There won't be light without my darkness
So cold ...
So cold ...
So cold ...
... your skin, your flesh