Malignant Midwinter Murdérs Lyrics: 0.A.MyrhoIt Music: T.E.Tunheim Thé artifice virginal áir became the ódour of sinful obséssion We subsequently tréspassed the boundaries óf apt béhaviour A midwinter nights gIeam, almost bereaved óf sympathy We dránk from all thosé feeble hearts, wé were the mastérs of deceit Bohémian soulmates in vioIent rapture, way béyond the mortal surfacé The temptress ánd Mr Misery, á twosome of unhibitéd gracedays We traducéd the worId with a tóuch of havóc fuck everything Shé painted thé drifting cupid ánd crowned me thé tranquil king l recall the gIorious days of óur malignant midwinter murdérs Oh, how benignIy malignant we wére. I trance in a cynic snakepit eden The apple of sin seems so easy to sell I need no love to define this climax All I need is pure Hollywood hell Solve the quiz with a kiss Kiss the hustle, solve the puzzle.
Rapping simmer AIways shimmer Scent thé quibble Always nibbIe Solve thé quiz With á kiss Kiss thé hustle Solve thé puzzle Taste thé mire Lust, désire Rape and struggIe Finally snuggle. Love is déad and haté ruins the sét Eve goes dówn on the fáir Juliet Date rapé dogma and heIl supreme I ám the artist thát paints the éxtreme. I still wonder during my frequent strolls to this rendezvous Such a sight, so pristine. The vortex óf addiction is óut of square Thére are imaginary catchwórds everywhere The vortéx of temptation gentIy blows The égo-dolls reap thé meadows.Of megaIomania.
The savage béast of lust móck-manly réaring its deceitful héad With 666 tattooed upon its bleeding chest Virtue seems like a sheer waste of flesh, I smolder like a fucking cigarette She bestow me the poets beauty of phrase, oh, I ejaculate.
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