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Standing naked over me, feeling so desperate and lonely
Red and Pale shapes, deformed shadows in my eyes, eat up the light in my heart
Created a sexual urge, like a knife under the skin, that only death might be the cure
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Fill the emptiness in your rotting body
Being a predator is a game, you torment like a victim
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Your disease, so unbearable
Only one way out : end up your life
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You were good-looking one, the crooked smile of hatred is inside you
A fake lustful beast
You want I feed you, you eat enough in me
Wasted pleasures, sperm should be spilt on your fucking dead fetus
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It's time to decay
And I'll follow you
See you being meaner will fulfill my pleasure
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« EAT SHIT / TAKE PISS / MASTURBATE / MAKE WAR NOT LOVE / LOVE IS WAR »
NEMO ME IMPUNE LACESSIT – I Will Kill You
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Find what you love and let it kill you
Because love is war
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Everything is living dead
I can be uglier than you
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It's time to decay
And I'll follow you
See you being meaner will fulfill my pleasure
'Cause you know, the sadist is the saddest and all these shits
NEMO ME IMPUNE LACESSIT
I will kill you and I can be uglier than you
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Dic(k)hter
04:05
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Writing down, writing down,
No idea what I'm doing
I just want to fucking, 'til what ?
Simply nothing
Filling my glass, between two lines
A substance cuming from a fountain pen
The writer and the hooker
Just sharing an empty pain
Thinking of sex as a forbidden thing
Feeling excitement and delirium
Like an animal that submits another
By nailing it to the ground
Bestial feelings, raw sentences
Frustration inscribed in stench bodies
Set in the void, I knew what it is
So shut up and let's fuck
Don't need blue pills
To get in the filthy fields
Healing my obsessions
No passion, just fill
Tears and seeds melting on the soiled bed
Like a painting of my wasted life
Juggling with lives and souls
(Self-destruction drafts my own resolution)
(Feel?)
A life that consumes itself
Suicide seems unthinkable
There was not much left to kill
Don't need to write it down, let's just fuck
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