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A Wolf Among Men

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Shove me aside, beating hard, lust perfect in time
Shove me aside, breathing silently, lust, skin turn hard

The rush, the taste, the moans in pain
This act was never in vain
The lust, the warmth, the bleeding wounds
A kiss, tainted and tamed

The great grey angst, total emptyness, the sickening need for flesh
Use me to whatever you may find suitable for the longing sane

The rush, the taste, the moans in pain
This act was never in vain
The lust, the warmth, the bleeding wounds
A kiss, tainted and tamed

I beg you for mercy and to think of this act
As a simple solution for my mental sweat
The gnawing thoughts, the twitching limbs
All bearable for a touch of rust within

The last smell of livid flesh disappears
The kiss from the grave that no one hears
The game was forfeit she can see it clear
Her soul, her warmth no longer here

The last smell of livid flesh disappears
The kiss from the grave that no one hears
The game was forfeit I can see it clear
My soul, my warmth no longer here

The great grey angst, total emptyness, the sickening need for flesh
Use me to whatever you may find suitable for the longing sane

The rush, the taste, the moans in pain
This act was never in vain
The lust, the warmth, the bleeding wounds
A kiss, tainted and tamed

Perfecting the borders, I'm a dying breed
Damn it, I was not alone in this
Perfecting the borders, I'm a dying breed
Damn it, I was not alone in this

Composição: Fredrik Söderberg/Anton Svedin/Tony Westermark





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