Meier may we be this way forever And tell me lover what will become of the others? Bones, skin, nails and flesh On a bed of lack of passion, a medieval
will hurt you and i will show, and i will (screaming) for this girl (screaming) for this boy (screaming) for this girl (screaming) for this boy this boy they come and
bury you all wearing garments of funeral fire Now I'm stealing her body and taking it home There is always one more fault Now I'm stealing her body and
