Okay, one, two, three
My hand
On your mouth, the mystery of violence
Arouse
For a look in lilac eyes
The cold
In your house is breaking the silence
Why don't you speak?
Is it me what I should be and I would be
Is it me what I should be and I would be
The white
Of your eyes, the mystery of violence
Arouse
For a kiss on violent lips
The truth
Of your lies is breaking the silence
Why don't you speak?
Is to me what I should be and I would be
Is to me what I should be and I would be
Your flesh
On your bed, the mystery of violence
Arouse
For a face of purple skin
A crack
In your head is breaking the silence
Why don't you speak?
Is it me what I should be and I will be
Is to me what I should be and I would be
Your flesh
Your flesh
My hand
Your flesh
My hand
Is it me what I should be and I would be
Is to me what I should be and I would be
Is to me what I should be and I would be
(Why don't you speak?)
Is to me what I should be and I would be
The white, my hand, your flesh
(Is to me what I should be and I would be)
My hand, the white, my hand
(Is to me what I should be and I would be)
(Why don't you speak?)
(Is to me what I should be and I would be)
My hand, your flesh, your flesh, my hand
(Is to me what I should be and I would be)
The white, my hand, your flesh, your flesh, my hand
(Is to me what I should be and I would be)
The white, my hand, your flesh, my hand
Your flesh, your flesh, your flesh, your flesh, my hand
(Is to me what I should be and I would be)
(Why don't you speak?)
The white, my hand
(Is to me what I should be and I would be)
Your flesh, my hand
Your white, my hand, your flesh, my hand
Will crack your head

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