Spiritual Front - Kiss The Girls And Make Them Die


Blood on my fist and seed on your lips
While my breath soils the purity of this annoying silence
I am the sentence and the absolution
The highest sun and your greatest regret
I stand and I dare you to watch

Hoping you're the only girl in my life
Hoping the world will forget you
Isolating you to love 
More the witness to our infected wounds

Kiss the girls and make them die
It's the only way you can survive 
God forgive me if I tell you how to hide it

Come closer and listen to my words
I'll confess my weakness to you
Will you understand and arm them despite me
I'll show you the lines of my crying
Just trying to squeeze a drop of pity out of you
But inflame my desire

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