Cirle VII: Sins Of The Lion
Oh, the violence
The ocean beckons with its gaze
Pulling me beneath the waves
Their fury is second to none
Oh, the violence, it's clawing at my burning skin
Filling my heart with its sin, human reason is washed away.
Am I the first to be fooled by your dirty little trick?
I guess I should have seen this coming, I will not forget.
I'm the one who has to swallow water,
That's what I get for chasing after you.
You should be hanging by your neck, swinging there silently.
I can't stop the bleeding,
Tell me that you want me if you need me,
Tell me that you love me if you want me,
Your dying eyes tell a story of poisonous passion.
Telling me you want me, do you want me?
Telling me you want me, do you love me?
It is quite clear you despise me by showing your face here,
And you never even told me why you disappeared.
I'm the one who has to swallow water,
That's what I get for chasing after you.
You should be hanging by your neck, swinging there silently.
I can't stop the bleeding,
Tell me that you want me if you need me,
Tell me that you love me if you want me,
Your dying eyes tell a story of poisonous passion.
Telling me you want me, do you want me?
Telling me you want me, do you love me?
A bone chilling cry erupts,
I've seen those eyes but not that smile.
I've seen those eyes but not that sinister smile.
I've seen those eyes but not that blank stare.
I've seen those eyes but not that stare.
The tides of sin are stained with blood.
I can't stop the bleeding,
Tell me that you want me if you need me,
Tell me that you love me if you want me,
Your dying eyes tell a story of poisonous passion.
Telling me you want me, do you want me?
Telling me you want me, do you love me?
You will be sorry when he spills the blood from your throat!
You'll be torn limb from limb, tramp!
There will be hell to pay!