Devil's Whorehouse

Looking at you
I don't know what to do
Beauty fills my eyes
While I see you cry
I do not distinguish
Your pain from my love
Razors cut your body
Now we are one
Your dead eyes
Makes me fill you inside
And I like to see
Your red in my white

In your skin
Purple shades of love
In your face
Pleasure like a drug
Your red sweat
Dropping in my ground
Bathing sins
Of our souls
And your dead eyes
Makes me fill you inside, baby
And I like to see
Your red in my white

Behind the leather and spikes
Only a bitch inside
Why you're afraid?
I thought you might like
Liquid love
Through your wounds and scars
Good night, angel!
Dead girls don't tell lies