Paroles de Sanguinica
Blood colour bright and redmy art of lust must be fed
I feel exciting pressure in my head
thirsty for torture
towards you my tracks are led
Skin as a canvas tint an ichor
carving the ideas into flesh sored
orgasmic chorus to breathless adore
sanguinic zodiac
my sign since i was born
carving the ideas into flesh sored
orgasmic chorus to breathless adore
sanguinic zodiac
my sign since i was born
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