Aura Noir - The Rape lyrics
[Aura Noir - The Rape lyrics]
For I am the flesh in your tounge
Create to yourself, images of these
Glass-eyed figures
And expose to me, your skin -
Whorish as ever
They speak to me, your pores, your veins
In a rush of melancholy
In a stream of misantrophy
Remove the carpet, so I may be
United with the shades of these
Blind my eyes
Still I will see - presence, visuality
I grant you my pale hands
Still I will feel - shape, contoures
Please leave in me you won't find any pity
As the dog that howls for the
Light in my eyes -
The stench or your nakedness
No smell for a mourner like me
So, please, leave
In here you won¥t find any pity
Tour kisses were as hell it'self
Be silent, for I am the flesh in your tounge
Only I can wear vast costumes of time
And still be present
"So, hereby I rape thee"
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