From a Virgine to a Whore

Yesterday you hated one thousand guys
Today you have slept with them all

When the night had fallen you lost yourself
You plunged into total darkness
From a virgin to a whore your path goes on forever
Now that you feel sore (still on that road forever)

In the corner of the past you thought this man is your last
Like a tear from your eye you fed yourself with your lies
Like dying times, you left yourself with a cry
A cry like ones you caused for thousand guys

Iam the pain inside you Iam that beast
Iam thorn in your flesh to say the least
Iam those darkest things that graves release
Iam the last rust nail to your coffin