Album : Pornography
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A hand in my mouth
A life spills into the flowers
We all look so perfect
As we all fall down
In an electric glare
The old man cracks with age
She found his last picture
In the ashes of the fire
An image of the queen
Echoes round the sweating bed
Sour yellow sounds inside my head
In books
And films
And in life
And in heaven
The sound of slaughter
As your body turns

But it's too late

One more day like today and I'll kill you
A desire for flesh
And real blood
I'll watch you drown in the shower
Pushing my life through your open eyes

I must fight this sickness
Find a cure
I must fight this sickness...
A hand in my mouth   A life spills into the flowers   We all look so perfect   As we all fall down   In an electric glare   The old man cracks with age   She found his last picture   In the ashes of the fire   An image of the queen   Echoes round the sweating bed   Sour yellow sounds inside my head   In books   And films   And in life   And in heaven   The sound of slaughter   As your body turns      But it's too late      One more day like today and I'll kill you   A desire for flesh   And real blood   I'll watch you drown in the shower   Pushing my life through your open eyes      I must fight this sickness   Find a cure   I must fight this sickness...