Drilling the Hole - Christian Death

Into thy loneliness comes the sound of Pan

From the edge of the wilderness

Behold I, man

Virgins bring thee gold and spices

Whores bring thee sin and vices

The dew of the universe whitens thy lips

Draw my dagger

Dominatrix hips

From the emptyness thy heart I stole

Into the abyss thou calleth a soul

I stick it

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Thy rapture thy kiss

Thy love thy drain

Thy pleasure is love

Thy love is pain

From the emptyness thy heart I stole

Into the abyss thou calleth a soul

I stick it

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My rapture my kiss

My love thy drain

My pleasure is love

Thy pleasure is pain

From the emptyness thy heart I stole

Into the abyss thou calleth a soul

I stick it

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Annoint thee with kisses blood and oil

Forever to me shall thee be loyal

Virgins bring thee gold and spices

Whores bring thee sin and vices

In theese sentences silently hidden

Love under will

All things forbidden

From the emptyness thy heart I stole

Into the abyss thou calleth a soul

I stick it

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