My Sexual Unknown (rewritten) I got your hips locked hypnotic in a trance My eyes pull you deeper with a gyrating stance Feel my heart beat beat beating to our dance You became my victim when I made my entrance You’re mine, you’re mine mine From the very first smile My veins run…
These knives drip cerise history The life blood of past martyrs Have been absorbed by sandy gravel Knives crafted to feed our names To our virgin soil; our earth Tilling our plots of land into stories We will create our own sacred ground
Written by Alex Hicks and HastyWords The hunger comes after the craving Bloodlust tempting, feels amazing Cries of joy erupt from the pack The time has come for the final feeding Crimson blood spilling forth The pain immense for all it’s worth The full moon above lights the ground The chill of death hangs…
I got your hips locked hypnotic in a trance My eyes pull you deeper with a gyrating stance Feel my heart beat, beat, beating to our dance You became my victim when I made my entrance You’re mine, you’re mine mine I’m a bloodsucker and I am making you mine My veins run toxic but…
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