There was a fucking time, a blinded place
It was yesterday that a dying place
There is a hated time. a love'd face
It was never to late to kill a face
Return to that time to kiss that to make them die
Return to that time to catch it, to make them die
Yesterday I thought about you and that sacred place
Today it is just horrible and ripped
Today its just ....... is nothing sacred I ask you is nothing
you and you
No return to that place to kiss you
I don't want to return to kiss you I
want to rip out your fucking eyes
I can think of times, countless times and places
the second of crimes the murder of lovely faces
my dream go there and I see you and you and you and you....
But a criminal does not return to the scene of a crime
I want you and you tonight
And I'll have you tonight
Yesterday I thought about you and that sacred place
Today it is just horrible and ripped
Today its just ....... is nothing sacred I ask you is nothing
you and you