Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Rape, artist - Aura Noir. Album song Dreams Like Deserts, in the genre Date of issue: 11.11.2012
Record label: Peaceville
Song language: English
The Rape |
| Merry, you may be |
| For I am the flesh in your tounge |
| Create to yourself, images of these |
| Glass-eyed figures |
| And expose to me, your skin — |
| Whorish as ever |
| They speak to me, your pores, your veins |
| In a rush of melancholy |
| In a stream of misantrophy |
| Remove the carpet, so I may be |
| United with the shades of these |
| Blind my eyes |
| Still I will see — presence, visuality |
| I grant you my pale hands |
| Still I will feel — shape, contoures |
| Please leave |
| In me you won’t find any pity |
| As the dog that howls for the light in my eyes — |
| The stench or your nakedness, no smell for a mourner like me |
| So, please leave |
| In here you won¥t find any pity |
| Tour kisses were as hell itself |
| Be silent, for I am the flesh in your tounge |
| Only I can wear vast costumes of time, and still be present |
| «So, hereby I rape thee.» |