Winter – my blood’s running cold
Your flesh my lust for sin
Your smell so good to me
Madness and perversion
I will sign your flesh
Obscene symphony
You will find your true nature
And release your sin
Blessed are the sins
Your flesh my lust
The blood is running cold
Obscene symphony
Your Smell so good for me
You will find your true nature
And release your sin
Desires in my mind
My lust