Dressed to kill
How can I tread upon these virgins
Leave their flowers town wide open
Am I to be your Death, my love?
I am to be your Death, my love...
Such violence love you to the floor
Along the ground it rips your spine
Your clothes and limbs
Wrapped within my predatory shrine
Fortunate, unforsaken arrogance
How you must so envy me and mine
When I love you with my whip
How I can break you, children
Upon the sprawling stone
How I can hold us tight
Wrapped in my deadliest Assassin Soul...
How I , pathetic ancient, might have all my dears so burnt
Blackened, crippled soul steals in upon you
Trussed in tongues of red and gold
Fortunate, unforsaken arrogance
How you must so envy me and mine
When I love you with my whip
How I can break you, children
Upon the sprawling stone
How I can hold us tight
Wrapped in my deadliest Assassin Soul...
And only then you see you
Wasted faiths and follies
Teeming multitudes clamour
For your poison...
Fortunate, unforsaken arrogance
How you must so envy me and mine
When I love you with my whip
How I can break you, children
Upon the sprawling stone
How I can hold us tight
Wrapped in my deadliest Assassin Soul...
Fortunate, unforsaken arrogance
How you must so envy me and mine
When I love you with my whip
How I can break you, children
Upon the sprawling stone
How I can hold us tight
Wrapped in my deadliest Assassin Soul...
When I can love you with my soul...
Assassin Soul...
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