Texty

Perfection to imperfection We shed this bitter tear Let it devour our children As your mistakes create my happiness Tore these remaining limbs Eat the flesh, all of it Make gluttony our middle name Your lovely filth becomes our bed We love to make love And make you feel the beauty We love to make love Just let it show We love to make love Nothing sick at all We love to make love It's just so beautiful We dance beneath the scarlet rain This makes us sick and beautiful Eat the flesh to fill your emptiness To become sick and beautiful Behold the beautiful vile lie Try to be sick and beautiful Like a stain in our creation We make it sick and beautiful Let the blood paint the walls Prettiest color of them all Call us shallow or call us whores We end it to condemn our flaws Your failure becomes our blessing While you whisper in disbelief All stains must be removed With the pristine mind we make our move We fuck under your despises Spit on the beliefs of your innocence Like thousand knives we pierce your mind And we will not run out of time We dance beneath the scarlet rain This makes us sick and beautiful Eat the flesh to fill your emptiness To become sick and beautiful Behold the beautiful vile lie Try to be sick and beautiful Like a stain in our creation We make it sick and beautiful We dance beneath the scarlet rain This makes us sick and beautiful Hear the voice within To become sick and beautiful Behold the beautiful vile lie Try to be sick and beautiful Try to be sick and beautiful We make it sick and beautiful This makes us sick and beautiful To become sick and beautiful
Writer(s): Saku Solin, Mikael Ensio Kunttu, Sara Maria Strommer, Jan-erik Kari, Lasse Tapani Raelahti, Lauri Petteri Ojanen, Johannes Osmo Henrikki Niemi, Vesa Ahlroth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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