Enslavement Of Beauty - Dainty Delusive Doll lyrics

[Lyrics: Ole Alexander Myrholt] [Music: Tony Eugene Tunheim] Already wounded... I wonder if I would dare to be stabbed by the thorns of virtue Such a sight, petite and illegal... a specimen of beauty in shapeless splendour Haunted by her image in blank dismay, I kiss and embrace the dreaming adventure Of the dainty, delusive doll... Seeping into the tunnel of reality... The savage beast of lust mock-manly rearing its deceitful head With 666 tattooed upon its bleeding chest Virtue seems like a sheer waste of flesh, I smoulder like a f**ing cigarette She bestow me the poet's beauty of phrase, oh, I ejaculate... The vortex of addiction is out of square There are imaginary catchwords everywhere The vortex of temptation gently blows The ego-dolls reap the meadows... ...Of megalomania... Profoundly wounded... I still wonder during my frequent strolls to this rendezvous Such a sight, so pristine... a specimen of beauty in sheer f**ing grace Haunted by her image, spread eagle on my bed, I need some pills to k** the pain I need some pills to absorb the impression of the dainty, delusive doll ...Sleeping into the coma of reality The savage beast of lust mock-manly rearing its deceitful head With 666 tattooed upon its bleeding chest Virtue seems like a sheer waste of flesh, I smoulder like a f**ing cigarette She bestow me the poet's beauty of phrase, oh, I ejaculate...