want to cool your power Tell me about your pain, why it won't go away Let me heal your soul where it's smashed and torn Tell me about the pain, the pain
Five percent of the human race are dominant over the rest I'm one of these and I need a man of the dominant five percent I need a wild man, a dominant
'm cold as stone I feel my bones break, brittle as ice The freezing silence in your eyes The icy shatter of my bones Brilliant white light of pain Surrenders
Angry little teeth, sharpened pearl cuts and bitten, my bruised lips if I miss your coral kiss, does it matter? Does it? Necklace soft, new moon nail
Let me whisper to you, tell you all that I know of my pleasure and fantasy, give you a show An invisible frenzy or machines of desire Do you want to hear
Embers and ashes, sweet-smelling dust are all that remains of a fire that burned beyond my control Embers and ashes, softened by tears A bitter reminder
A raging beast that nothing will silence This dark hunger burning like a fire deep within me Its anguishing throb seems to overtake my body Penetrates
The fantasy is about power, it is really about control A powerless loveless outsider, wanting to be in control To dominate and destroy beauty, put himself
Swimming, swimming, swimming in those arms whose embrace I knew before only in my dreams is a wonder, wonder, wonder of such beauty that I'm overwhelmed
It's for me, the wonder drug of the century Now I will be all I can be, at last I'm free of my anatomy You can't control me any more, you can't tell me
one that passed before A twisted world in a child's mind, to her it's just the way things are The horrible sights are lost in her eyes The pain that
The sweet sickness is what can't wait so sweet to know that it's too late It's sweet to feel that touch when not enough is suddenly too much The sweet
Manouche, the sky is wide reflected in your eyes Black as a moonless night, darkness of starless skies. Manouche, I fell into love when I saw your face
Voluptus in your warmth I long to linger Voluptus in your embrace I long to die Voluptus be my song, I'll be your singer Voluptus in forgotten dreams
In my field of blood, in my gown of thorns In my endless night, in my devil's horns I was born in a firestorm, blood running down the walls The sirens
Crushing pain, my soul shall die Big girls don't complain and big boys don't cry As you murder my soul, I keep it all inside The hate that I feel will
I got a deep dark secret, that no one knows about Deep dark secret that you can't live without Deep dark tar pit, once it's got you it won't let go Deep
God told me to do it, in fact he said I must I wouldn't think to doubt him, the only one I trust He said to kill a million of them every day And then
