Текст (слова) песни: General Surgery - Crimson Concerto
My lurking want, for carnal sins Your flesh my desire And to cleanse my violin Your throat I slit And yet I need no help to cure My sanious abuse A single jerk, is all it needs To bring me to my climax, And to bring you to your knees You`re all I want, my corpses to be My music incomplete Until I bathe my strings in thee `Tis not for fun, I feed on death It provides me with the tunes I play I give you but the best
A price to pay, but not a fee One human more or less Is quite indifferent to me You`ll find my strings around your neck Your flesh will tense and start to break Your blood will spurt and drench my hands To give my notes a certain clang My violin I scrub and wax But not with polish, soap or varnish A finer substance I recquire I soak it in human carnage Soaking, dampening my strings Bathing the wood of my precious violin Laughing, whistling as I work Immersing my life in the sogginess of your blood...
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