Texty
I'm a necrophilia, so I kill fuckin' Bitch.
You die for me,Because I wanna kill you.
You’re so beautiful. I want you. Die for me, fuck.
I want to become a blooming flower in your heart.
The language of flowers is “DEATH”
My flower soak up blood and grow up.
I want to become a blooming flower in your heart.
The language of flowers is “DEATH”
I cut your body in pieces and I'm in full bloom.
Your flesh and blood are made for me.
I'm a killer.
My heart is filled with thought that I want to share with you.
I just love you. I just want you.
I kill you.
I have nothing by nature cuz I'm a necrophilia.
So, I need not be interested in the life.
I have nothing to lose.
I cut your body in pieces! ,and I'm in full bloom.
Your flesh and blood are made for me.
