Crimen Pasional
Anabantha
Passionate Crime
You have invoked the caresses of death
And the perversion that traps us is a hell
Your hands like wolves bleed my body
Undress, give me your poison
I will invent the elixir of life
This alley will keep the secret
Of our passionate crime
Punish me, squeeze me
Like in your dirty thoughts
Hurt me, kill me
And resurrect me in your chest
Bite me, scratch me
Torture me, strangle me
And resurrect me
In your body
Punish me, squeeze me
Like in your dirty thoughts
Hurt me, kill me
And resurrect me in your chest
