The Sense Of Slaughter

A razor looking for a new skin
To revive your lost art
My prayers turn into old old sins
Like a deep cut in the arm

Baby I can use our link as ignition
'Cause I don't brake my instincts
To set fire in your dirty illusions
Would be an incredible scene?

Catch me while I've got the sense of slaughter
Your sense of slaughter became a pride
I tried and I forgot your sense of slaughter
That feeds the slaughter against the night

The tree is growin' in this cold winter
Tryin' to reach a brand new window
I want your wine to drink on dinner
While you sneeze out all your soul

Now I wanna rip the red dress of the lady
And I won't brake my instincts
I'm playin' with fire and I can't deny it
Bring this little piece of bliss

Catch me while I've got the sense of slaughter
Your sense of slaughter became a pride
I tried and I forgot your sense of slaughter
That feeds the slaughter against the night

You know I love myself when I'm away
From everything that is pure and soft
I'll crash and burn, I wanna break
The skeleton key of your floor

Send me all your freaks, I'll make a contribution
'Cause I can't brake my instincts
She's so what I'm not, the great solution
The last trap that I wanna be

Catch me while I've got the sense of slaughter
Your sense of slaughter became a pride
I tried and I forgot your sense of slaughter
That feeds the slaughter against the night