My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult Confessions of a Knife, Theme Part I I hear her. She's calling me to her! I belong to her! I've belonged to her but
as to keep evil away. May heaven help you, heaven help you, heaven help you. But not for long. I have to get my father I have to get my father I have to get my
Here I will dream why, give me a drink I need to think now I gotta rid my stinkin' brain Of ages nice, how much people promises Knocking at the door [Foreign content] My
, a slave just as you We leave our lives behind a curtain It's hard to keep the demons back We understand the black sky and its dying A schizophrenic
Stay where you are Playing with fatalities Come pass the stars As darkness crumbles bones of clay Stop all this crying Pass the liquid to a cold one Fate
with sombody now mommy thinks it time for you to learn a little lesson and check out who you're dealin with, and who you be a messin slam it, jam it,
last limb The day I die will mean nothing to you The days of swine and roses Your mind's diseased with perverted justice I am on my last limb, I'm on my
Translation: My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult. Confessions Of A Knife I.