Ill Of An Imaginary Guilt Lyrics

Ill Of An Imaginary Guilt lyrics

Come to my bossom, at night
I'd like to tuck you in
To show you my
devotion
I'd live your fright
I wanna be the infamy - I wanna wound your
caprice
I need to try your malice - My dark, poetic extasy
I'd like to
lick your beauty
I'd wish to scar your sweetened wounds
To reap your
rotten fruits
Your loving gotta suit me
Oh, let me be the one - Who will
you free
See how love unveils her - Incomparable mystery
I wanna feel
your hungry skin
I wanna touch the sacrificed
To make you the holy
praised
Whore... of my radiant sin
I wanna see you sacrificed
I wanna
be your wet skin
To share with you the greatest sin
My angelic,
capricious whore!
I'd wish to ruin death and violate... life
Together
stay on a heavenly day
My dark, sinister angel
How sweet it must have
been
To be your hungry, velvet skin
To both rejoice in thrilling
dreams
I need your loving as I need to be
Did we see our other
face
How it'd ghastly fall from grace
Well, I was the dead you played
with
And you... the angel I raped
"Darling, you used to suck dry me
creed
Spit out my seed... I used to play and win
I adored you struggling,
idolized your everything
But honey, guess, I've always been...
Loving
you...