Song Lyrics
We got a wild fixation n a morbid fascination, who taught us all the pleasures of sin
Who taught us all the pleasures of sin, cos we re livin we ll live and burn and, we were born in a desert storm
Raised by bitches in leopard skin, who taught us all the pleasures of sin Burn, and every time i kill
on thirteen tolling bells
Cos we re livin we live to burn, i get a strange thrill
Upon this wicked world, cos we re livin we ll live and burn and, raised by bitches in leopard skin
I get a strange thrill, and in nightly hours with strange powers
Raised by bitches in leopard skin, on thirteen tolling bells
cos we re livin we live to burn
Cos we re livin we live to burn, playin the hand of fools and fate 666, cos we re livin we ll live and burn
N a lust that doesn t sleep, playin the hand of fools and fate and, we got a wild fixation n a morbid fascination
we got broken bones and broken fists
Like lovin licks from the fire fight, raised by bitches in leopard skin
The harvest of doom we reap, like lovin licks from the fire fight
for things that move us in the night
And right or wrong we ve made mistakes, cos we re livin we live to burn
cos we re livin we live to burn
We got broken bones and broken fists, i get a strange thrill
And every time i kill, we got broken bones and broken fists, for things that move us in the night
Cos we re livin we live to burn, cos we re livin we live to burn, cos we re livin we live to burn
We got a wild fixation n a morbid fascination, for things that move us in the night, cos we re livin we ll live and burn
And right or wrong we ve made mistakes, and every time i kill, cos we re livin we ll live and burn
We got broken bones and broken fists, we were born in a desert storm
Cos we re livin we ll live and burn, we got a wild fixation n a morbid fascination
And in nightly hours with strange powers, upon this wicked world
