Feeling the negation Bonded body is only a flesh The pleasure of the screams Full of sores and scars Swallow your blood Feel the lust From your pain, the ecstasy The madness accomplished Smooth cutting edge Slicing your sweet neck Licking the red Drought over your breast Morbid Lust You are dead! Your lips have returned to be mine But your body it's now cold But your body it's too cold With no sign of life Your coldness can't please me With no sign of life I can't make you suffer!