Tytuł: The feeling

• Wykonawca: Yattering
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Spotted with woman's blood
   I feel her smell around
   Eyes starring at abyss - disappointed
   - Why death and rape connect me - with it...
   Her arms - pointed with long sharpens
   Her face - maltreated - crooked with deadly grimace
   Where should we hide
   Leave stuff...How I wanted it...
  
   No, nobody can remember eyes... - massacred...
   - Face has to disappeared
   No, nobody can find it... earth...cold...
   - Swallowing young beauty
   I felt you - connected with this body in ecstasy
   I wanted - your every move sight body
   You burnt me - nothing couldn't stop me
   I felt close to you
   You're standing next to me
   You're dancing with your hands and body
   My desire is growing...kiss...love sewer...
   My desire is growing...sharpens...kiss...blood...love sewer...
   Usual unpower Too proud - I made bloody thoughts
   Jealousy - Contempt for usual creature
   Feeling - is growing
   Thoughts - unfinished war - pain - murder
   I'm tearing you madness screw
   I'm connected you with death...