[Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / April 1999]
[04:17.00]
[04:17.00]He's waiting semi-naked
[04:17.00]His make-up makes him look like you slut
[04:17.00]I'm not sure to be prepared
[04:17.00]And he's shouting and smiling and laughing too
[04:17.00]
[04:17.00]I enter the room - I wanna talk
[04:17.00]Wanna beat him, wanna turn him into pieces
[04:17.00]But he's so pretty, unfortunately
[04:17.00]That I'm getting more and more fascinated
[04:17.00]
[04:17.00]And on his face, I see your eyes
[04:17.00]His lipsticked lips remind me your velvet kisses
[04:17.00]
[04:17.00]But I know, oh God I know
[04:17.00]That I don't hate anybody more than him
[04:17.00]But I know, oh God I know
[04:17.00]That I don't hate anybody more than you(r) cunt
[04:17.00]
[04:17.00]I wanna torture his cursed body
[04:17.00]Be delighted by his screams
[04:17.00]Enlighted as he calls for his dead father
[04:17.00]
[04:17.00]I killed him just the nite before
[04:17.00]I want to hear him saying :" God please no more !"
[04:17.00]
[04:17.00]I feel him I need her
[04:17.00]I want his flesh in between my lips
[04:17.00]'Cause I'm your sister
[04:17.00]I'm your sister witch
[04:17.00]
[04:17.00]Dechirons leurs entrailles
[04:17.00]Je veux baiser leurs tripes
[04:17.00]Remplissons les de foutre et de merde jusqu'a vomir de plaisir
[04:17.00]Il faut bruler ces corps et broyer ces membres impurs
[04:17.00]Buvons notre haine, regalons nous de leur misere
[04:17.00]Je veux leur arracher les yeux
[04:17.00]Les sodomiser avec leurs langues
[04:17.00]Sculpter une idole de la luxure pour la profaner aussitot...