Liryki Szklanego Kruka

SzklanyKruk

Last Caresses

You are wraith of my soul
Eternal harass of my thoughts
In answer to your hate
I will give you the last caresses

Murder as a highest grace
Stroka a knife is a beginning
When I'll pulled your eyes
Which seeing my wounds

Your finish as my beginning
Rusted neddles as a next stage
You will suffer like me
When I'll beat it to your arms, legs

Through the suffer, we will connected
When I will give you the last caress

Rape is a unnecessary joy
Who do it with bitch?!
I'll pull your subtle skin
And looking to you and laugh.