We are like animals
Taken from an abyss
Like some young mammals
Craving for sheer bliss.

We are like a huge flame
Burning a lot of hearts,
We’re sucking with no shame
Blood from our victim’s parts.

Painting by the fresh blood
We’re showing a life,
But we won’t do the same cut,
When Gogh took his knife.

We are destroying all we love
There’s the evil inside us
Everything seems rough and tough,
The misery [bad word] 

We are like animals
Pushed down into an abyss
Like some young mammals
Craving for sheer bliss.

With a crown of thorns
We’re dancing in the fire
With everything on torn
You can’t see who’s lower or higher

Painting by the fresh blood
We’re showing a life,
But we won’t do the same cut,
When Gogh took his knife.

Heaven of sins,
Naked bodies in the sun
Licking their skins
Is the weakest sin we’ve done.