Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Murder, Art

Caught, now mine
I am the of your whipping time
The smile on my
The look of horror on face

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

You're an object of animation
A subjective
into submission
Raping and again

Shackled, my
in distress
Here to
My purpose never ends

on your knees
My satisfaction is what I
The urge to my fist
And violate every

Nothing, an of animation
A subjective
into submission
Raping and again

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

Power so
to circumvent
Unadulterated
reality, God is dead, I am alive