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When the day dies, and the night begins to rule,
the future morning is unseeable,
I walk through the city and taste the silence
which is inspiring me for the masterpiece.
Suddenly I see her it is like punch in the eyes,
half little girl, half embodied sin.
Short look in her face is making me sure,
she is the one for perverted art!
She is a picture made of purity and lust,
I cuddle her first, than I whip her fast.
The picture I made is suddenly crushed
by the haze of power, I desire to rule for this night!
I will write your name on the wall with your blood,
I will touch your cold and paralyzed butt,
kiss your brow, which is silk and swet,
I’m staying alive and you die before sunrise.
The day is comming back, night is just a past,
I put on the ground the sign made of bones,
of bones out of my muse, who gave me a sense,
life is really great thing, now I am alive!
One day will someone find this sign,
tomorrow or later, I hope he could understand,
there is nothing more than perverted art,
I rule and kill for salvation of my heart.
She is a picture made of purity and lust,
I cuddle her first, than I whip her fast.
The picture I made is suddenly crushed
by the haze of power, I desire to rule for this night!
I will write your name on the wall with your blood,
I will touch your cold and paralyzed butt,
kiss your brow, which is silk and swet,
I’m staying alive and you die before sunrise.
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