Sirrah - Patron lyrics

rate me

Whore is the goddess tonight

Anal religion and pissing sacrament art

Dance! Dance! Dance!

Dance! Dance!...

Your body is your bread

Breasts will give the milk no more

but they you to live on

Grow them nice! Right on! Right on!

Till they waste and fade away

Many souls are lost in sleep...

For a better day!

Dance! Dance! Dance!

This place is mean and the smoke blends

with sweat

Thousands of male pricks

Are ready to lunge!!!

You are the star!

Where I come from

I wouldn't dare to bring my worst enemy,

nobody but me

Among the skeletons,

ruin and cold hand...

I'm too weak to die

Have no faith to raise

I'm looking for the key

Lost it by oversight

Million years ago

You send me a fleeing smile...

I love to see your dance

You stretch and shake, shake all over

Reflections on the wall

I scent you anywhere in this place

Why tell me why

I smell my mother on you?

Can't we stop the time?