Inactive Messiah - Sing download song

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Feel the whip that you were used, this may be your swan song
Now you ll taste the pain, wait to taste my kiss off Inactive, your hands on the wall
i m waiting for your requiem
This may be your swan song, sing my dear
Sing for me now dear, now you ll taste the pain
what i whispered in your ear

Your wrists scared by chains, blood is running of your veins
Now you ll taste the pain, see your flesh abused, hear your moans now dulled
What i whispered in your ear, what i whispered in your ear
this may be your swan song
what i whispered in your ear
wait to taste my kiss off

Sing for me now dear, wait to taste my kiss off
Silted by your own tear, sing my dear, hear your moans now dulled
now you ll taste the pain
Your hands on the wall, see your flesh abused
Sing my child, see your flesh abused Inactive, serenade your own dreams
Lust now turns to fear, sing my dear

See your flesh abused, lust now turns to fear, now you ll taste the pain
sing my child
Your wrists scared by chains, sing for me now dear Inactive, lust now turns to fear
this may be your swan song
feel the whip that you were used
Sing for me now dear, wait to taste my kiss off Inactive, sing my dear

Hear your moans now dulled, lust now turns to fear
This may be your swan song, feel the whip that you were used
Kiss the floor, come and lick my dirtysoul, silted by your own tear
Wait to taste my kiss off, see your flesh abused Sing, serenade your own dreams
What i whispered in your ear, kiss the floor
See your flesh abused, blood is running of your veins

Lust now turns to fear, what i whispered in your ear, serenade your own dreams
Blood is running of your veins, smell your blood out of your wounds, your wrists scared by chains
serenade your own dreams
this may be your swan song
sing my dear
smell your blood out of your wounds

now you ll taste the pain
Kiss the floor, hear your moans now dulled Sing, blood is running of your veins
I m waiting for your requiem, your hands on the wall Inactive, smell your blood out of your wounds
Your wrists scared by chains, your wrists scared by chains
Serenade your own dreams, this may be your swan song Inactive, lust now turns to fear
Serenade your own dreams, this may be your swan song

See your flesh abused, silted by your own tear
See your flesh abused, hear your moans now dulled Inactive, this may be your swan song
Smell your blood out of your wounds, what i whispered in your ear
your hands on the wall