Clarisse, what perfume you´re wearing today?
No, don´t tell me. I know.
And the soap that you washed with?
Come to me, don´t feel scared
I´m not going to bite
Well, maybe just a little
Maybe just a might.
You know, without windows
Without the wind, the rain or snow
I feel somewhat strange,
But of course all this you know.
Tell me about the lambs, Clarisse?
Tell me why you´re scared?
I know when your father died
Something died in there.
To see simplicity in any mortal thing
Is a gift a few man have.
What makes you a killer, a madman
It´s not disgusting, it´s sad.
I dream of trees and how I smell the sea
Don´t you find that fun?
You have the pleasures of the flesh, Clarisse
You can feel the sun.
But on the darker side
You feel the anger rise
You feel the satisfying hate
And if you have to kill
Against your strongest will
You wouldn't shoot that bullet late.
Please don´t judge me so
Wait, just before you go
Come up closer to the cage
Let me taste the smells
Of your own body sends
You musn´t cover me with rage.
I eat to feed, I killed in kind
You believe me, don´t you?
Here the echoes in your mind.
They say I´m insane, don´t they?
But do they really know why?
They say I´m nothing but a cannibal
Can´t understand or even try
For every nights when I whisper from my cell
And play my psychiatric game
In the morning when the inmate's - dead
They´re hanging you on to my bed
If I walk the streets
A free man in a heat
I can´t turn a fire crowd.
But in a silent hole,
Where we´ll be all alone
You need to freshen up a
Please believe I couldn´t hurt you
I tried to make you feel,
Welcomed like a friend
I´d have you over for a meal.
Then I tear up your silky breast
Rip out the heart beating and bleeding
??? suffer ???
Cutting, spitting, cooking you slowly
Eat you up like a bloody ???
Through ??? mouth, carnage with roses
Feel nothing for you anymore
??? Hell, meal for a hungry man... |
