歌曲 | Abigor |
歌手 | Cryptopsy |
专辑 | Blasphemy Made Flesh |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cryptopsy | |
O most luscious cenobite, you wield your whip as though it were another appendage; | |
Favor me with pleasure-pain, rip me with your claws | |
Chew me with your saw-toothed cunt | |
Dead eyes alive with darkness to match their sockets, they blaze with unmatched cruelty | |
Leave those long thorns embedded in your scalp, | |
They look stuck in far enough to hurt | |
Hell's polyhedron has blessed you | |
Your peerless beauty drips of sin | |
In this time of configuration, blessed order shall prevail | |
Two sides to the war on flesh | |
Leviathan, who can't smile, beams | |
Encased in leather as it is, | |
I can't drink from your neck | |
It shall remain its soft, cold, blue-white: | |
I'll bind your pround breasts with barbed wire | |
I wish to partake of their nectar... | |
Is it pus? | |
I might breach your zippers and open your face | |
I might gag you with an urchin | |
I long to hear a quiet sight escape your lovely lips as | |
I bite your fettered, smooth thighs | |
Love subverted, lust perverted | |
Bitch-goddess | |
Abigor´s pretty face can mask her suffering | |
Make you worship both her and her needles | |
Subjugate it, perforate it, flesh reordered isflesh of use | |
I now rededicate my life to what | |
Abigor has shown me |
zuo ci : Cryptopsy | |
O most luscious cenobite, you wield your whip as though it were another appendage | |
Favor me with pleasurepain, rip me with your claws | |
Chew me with your sawtoothed cunt | |
Dead eyes alive with darkness to match their sockets, they blaze with unmatched cruelty | |
Leave those long thorns embedded in your scalp, | |
They look stuck in far enough to hurt | |
Hell' s polyhedron has blessed you | |
Your peerless beauty drips of sin | |
In this time of configuration, blessed order shall prevail | |
Two sides to the war on flesh | |
Leviathan, who can' t smile, beams | |
Encased in leather as it is, | |
I can' t drink from your neck | |
It shall remain its soft, cold, bluewhite: | |
I' ll bind your pround breasts with barbed wire | |
I wish to partake of their nectar... | |
Is it pus? | |
I might breach your zippers and open your face | |
I might gag you with an urchin | |
I long to hear a quiet sight escape your lovely lips as | |
I bite your fettered, smooth thighs | |
Love subverted, lust perverted | |
Bitchgoddess | |
Abigor s pretty face can mask her suffering | |
Make you worship both her and her needles | |
Subjugate it, perforate it, flesh reordered isflesh of use | |
I now rededicate my life to what | |
Abigor has shown me |
zuò cí : Cryptopsy | |
O most luscious cenobite, you wield your whip as though it were another appendage | |
Favor me with pleasurepain, rip me with your claws | |
Chew me with your sawtoothed cunt | |
Dead eyes alive with darkness to match their sockets, they blaze with unmatched cruelty | |
Leave those long thorns embedded in your scalp, | |
They look stuck in far enough to hurt | |
Hell' s polyhedron has blessed you | |
Your peerless beauty drips of sin | |
In this time of configuration, blessed order shall prevail | |
Two sides to the war on flesh | |
Leviathan, who can' t smile, beams | |
Encased in leather as it is, | |
I can' t drink from your neck | |
It shall remain its soft, cold, bluewhite: | |
I' ll bind your pround breasts with barbed wire | |
I wish to partake of their nectar... | |
Is it pus? | |
I might breach your zippers and open your face | |
I might gag you with an urchin | |
I long to hear a quiet sight escape your lovely lips as | |
I bite your fettered, smooth thighs | |
Love subverted, lust perverted | |
Bitchgoddess | |
Abigor s pretty face can mask her suffering | |
Make you worship both her and her needles | |
Subjugate it, perforate it, flesh reordered isflesh of use | |
I now rededicate my life to what | |
Abigor has shown me |