My feelings seem to catch a trend:
Trey're getting stronger, they expand.
I dream your angel to be damned,
To come blood-sucking beast.
I dream the world to split apart,
I dream the crowd to cry out loud,
I dream your god to play a hound,
To lick my devil's fist.
I bring you dirty words of praise,
I try to place it on your face.
The moment I pronounce this phrase
I'm close to fall in hatred.
You're sick in sane. I'm lost in sin.
But there's no difference between.
I'll force your forefront to give in,
I'll tame you, then I'll gEt rid.
If I don't dare to speak up straight,
I lie. If do not fear, then hate.
To skin, to rape, to suffocate -
It smells like funny stuff!
I feel it coming, feel it passing.
What can I change in that? Oh, nothing.
Just think - what could be more disgusting
Than such an act of love...?
14 dec 2006
I Hate You
© Copyright: Видео Архивы, 2006
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