The Seventh Gate (The 7th Gate) - To Bloodlet: The Cleansing Urge lyrics

start by etching dark secrets into your arm with gla** and inject the filth of your sin and depression beneath your foul, dying flesh taste the stench, the decripid aroma of a dying world virgin lips smeared with semen choke on my love i'm roadk** on god's highway we're all roadk** tonight anyway vulgar demonstration of lust romantic obsession run away from your halo s**ual infatuation asphyxiate angels whisper sweet nothings hymns of homicide ordained clowns touch the clouds scarring the tranquil sky i've bathing for days but still i can't be clean something is better than nothing but i have this urge to k** my self