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Letra actual de la canción
Infatuated with the corpse<br />An exact image of what it was just a moment ago<br />A ball gag suppresses the last breath that it ever took<br />My body is bathed in the warmth of blood<br />Never thought that it would<br />Have kept me warm on this very fateful night<br />But now I know that those screams were not of pain but they were my ecstasy<br />Its white skin is illuminated under pale moonlight<br />Reminiscent of fresh snowfall<br />The patterns formed by shadows and its hair make each square inch unique<br />My lips still burn from the last time that I uttered its proper name<br />Those thin wrists seem to melt in my hands<br />My flesh on its flesh with gravity on my side<br />I should, but won't, tread lightly on it<br />My garments lay in shreds with the last of my humanity<br />Brushing the hair from its face I am locked into a dead stare<br />Its open pupils act as a mirror and they are reflecting back at me<br />Not who I am but what I have become<br />I pledge allegiance to this husk, giving it all that I've got<br />Pushing my power in<br />and absorbing its life as mine, becoming one with it<br />I unclasp the ball gag and inhale its death.
Letra nueva de la canción
Infatuated with the corpse<br />An exact image of what it was just a moment ago<br />A ball gag suppresses the last breath that it ever took<br />My body is bathed in the warmth of blood<br />Never thought that it would<br />Have kept me warm on this very fateful night<br />But now I know that those screams were not of pain but they were my ecstasy<br />Its white skin is illuminated under pale moonlight<br />Reminiscent of fresh snowfall<br />The patterns formed by shadows and its hair make each square inch unique<br />My lips still burn from the last time that I uttered its proper name<br />Those thin wrists seem to melt in my hands<br />My flesh on its flesh with gravity on my side<br />I should, but won't, tread lightly on it<br />My garments lay in shreds with the last of my humanity<br />Brushing the hair from its face I am locked into a dead stare<br />Its open pupils act as a mirror and they are reflecting back at me<br />Not who I am but what I have become<br />I pledge allegiance to this husk, giving it all that I've got<br />Pushing my power in<br />and absorbing its life as mine, becoming one with it<br />I unclasp the ball gag and inhale its death.
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