Chants Of Maldoror - Wounded Canvas lyrics

A special pa**ion for the bullets moves my hands (the boy closes his eyes before the shot) Caressing barrel steel startles me (his face collapses on the floor) A mother stands in throne between two tigers -her ald of prostitution- Her nipples spread her venom for my mouth Dissepting tables set to marry tender guts (so just relax your meat and wait) Incisions strand new pleasures bound (describe the way you want be loved) The figureheads melt their flesh with steel While monitors light up all the scene Then greedy spectators rip Thre shiny black leather That wrap your soul...