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• Artiste: Spiritual Front
• Titre: Autopsy Of A Love
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"Autopsy Of A Love" I expiated the hell for few minutes of passion There's a stone above my head That suffocates my impulse and a whip thru my neck That arms my madness. Make a destruction of me, make annihilation of me, There's a sense of end in our tired eyes And the smell of alcohol in our... mouth. I will not kill myself because I have no pictures in which I smile. And consider me as your worst lover And consider me as your sinner, The only thing that I want to see Is my defeated sperm in your hands. And consider me as your worst lover And consider me as your sinner, The only thing that I want to feel Is the warmth of your sex in my mouth. Sing the last verse for your weak lover I know I'll never see again your consumed face, I'll never have your chest against mine, I don't want to know if there will be another man. It will be better to be dead While your car leave me At the end of this dirty road. Don't look for my lifeless body, In this universe will no word justify our end, Let me die while your breath migrate so far. And consider me as your worst lover And consider me as your sinner, The only thing that I want to see Is my defeated sperm in your hands. And consider me as your worst lover And consider me as your sinner, The only thing that I want to feel Is the warmth of your sex in my mouth. And consider me as your worst lover And consider me as your sinner, The only thing that I want to see Is my defeated sperm in your hands. And consider me as your worst lover And consider me as your sinner, The only thing that I want to feel Is the warmth of your sex in...