Love is one lousy Whore
Where a beautiful rose blooms
A thousand sharp thorns tendrils
They cut into my flesh
In which they sit bloodily
I came, I saw, I conquered
May her heart stay with me
Because I only loved one
She is my eternity
Cold as snow, like ice, like hate
Your love is my grave< br/>I listen to the whore's scream
Fuck off and die
She wears the barbed wire
As a dress in lovemaking
Loving her is so hard
Almost necrophilic < br/>

INVIA LE CORREZIONI