Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Clarisse , by - Venom. Song from the album The Waste Lands, in the genre Классика металаRelease date: 28.10.1992
Record label: Sanctuary Records Group
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Clarisse , by - Venom. Song from the album The Waste Lands, in the genre Классика металаClarisse |
| Clarisse what perfume you wearing today |
| No don’t tell me I know |
| And the soap that you washed with |
| Come to me don’t feel scared I’m not going to bite |
| Well maybe just a little maybe just a mite |
| You know without windows without the wind the rain or snow |
| I feel somewhat strange but of course all this you know |
| Tell me about the lambs Clarisse tell me why you’re scared |
| I know when your father died something died in there |
| To see simplicity in any mortal thing is a gift few men have |
| What makes a killer a madman it’s not disgusting it’s sad |
| I dream of trees now I smell the sea don’t you find that fun |
| You have the pleasures of the flesh Clarisse you can feel the sun |
| But on the darker side you feel the anger rise |
| You feel the satisfying hate |
| And if you had to kill against your strongest will |
| You wouldn’t shoot that bullet late |
| Please don’t judge me so wait just before you go |
| Come up closer to the cage |
| Let me taste the smells of your own body cells |
| You mustn’t covert me with rage |
| I ate to feed I killed in kind you believe me |
| Don’t you hear the echoes in your mind |
| They say I’m insane don’t they but do they really know why |
| They say I’m nothing but a cannibal can’t understand or even try |
| For in the night when I whisper from my cell |
| And play my psychiatric game |
| In the morning when the inmate’s dead |
| They hang a new one to my fame |
| If I walked the streets a free man |
| In the heat I couldn’t terrify a crowd |
| But in a silent home where we’d be all alone |
| You’d need to freshen up a shroud |
| Please believe I couldn’t hurt |
| You I’d try to make you feel |
| Welcomed like a friend |
| I’d have you over for a meal |
| Then I’d tear at your silken breast |
| Rip out the heart beating and bloody |
| Gnaw with lust at your soften neck |
| Cutting and spitting and cooking you slowly |
| Feed you up like a blooded boar fruit |
| In the mouth and garnished with roses |
| Feel nothing for you anymore deader than hell |
| A meal for a hungry man |
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