Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Murder, Art

Caught, now you're
I am the of your whipping time
The smile on my
The look of horror on your

Self,
Can't rid the sexual
Can you
My of pleasure the gleam in my eye

nothing an object of animation
A subjective
Beaten into
again and again

Shackled, my
Dangling in
Here to
My purpose never ends

Bleeding on knees
My satisfaction is what I
The to take my fist
And every orifice

Nothing, an of animation
A mannequin
Beaten into
Raping again and

Slaves to my
to your heart's content
Time, time
Pleasure in pain

Power so
Trying to
battery
Manipulated reality, God is dead, I am