[music & lyrics c by DEFLESHED 1995]
Woman...I found the way to one lady's heart
Said she's made for modern art
Lady...anatomically perfect
Her limbs I soon will disconnect
We all sacrifice
She must sacrifice her body
It's so simple and I convinced her
Her body is now mine and I shape it as I want
I use different instruments
Gillette, stiletto - those are brought as for make-up
I prefer to work from above
With light so I lay the body down
On the Dodge Ram Pick-Up
Rectum...Her rectum is spread wide-open
Enough to put her left arm up there
Conclude...When I look at this creation
Glad I'm not born with my arm in there
As I look I need a shave
As you look you need a grave
And me...thinking, drinking red wine
Bored of things dealing sorrow
I like beauty and a touch of pain
to be connected
I make arts of tomorrow
Though it's hard to keep them to that day...
...they will be respected
This will be...luxury
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[music & lyrics c by DEFLESHED 1995]
Woman...I found the way to one lady's heart
Said she's made for modern art
Lady...anatomically perfect
Her limbs I soon will disconnect
We all sacrifice
She must sacrifice her body
It's so simple and I convinced her
Her body is now mine and I shape it as I want
I use different instruments
Gillette, stiletto - those are brought as for make-up
I prefer to work from above
With light so I lay the body down
On the Dodge Ram Pick-Up
Rectum...Her rectum is spread wide-open
Enough to put her left arm up there
Conclude...When I look at this creation
Glad I'm not born with my arm in there
As I look I need a shave
As you look you need a grave
And me...thinking, drinking red wine
Bored of things dealing sorrow
I like beauty and a touch of pain
to be connected
I make arts of tomorrow
Though it's hard to keep them to that day...
...they will be respected
This will be...luxury
Woman...I found the way to one lady's heart
Said she's made for modern art
Lady...anatomically perfect
Her limbs I soon will disconnect
We all sacrifice
She must sacrifice her body
It's so simple and I convinced her
Her body is now mine and I shape it as I want
I use different instruments
Gillette, stiletto - those are brought as for make-up
I prefer to work from above
With light so I lay the body down
On the Dodge Ram Pick-Up
Rectum...Her rectum is spread wide-open
Enough to put her left arm up there
Conclude...When I look at this creation
Glad I'm not born with my arm in there
As I look I need a shave
As you look you need a grave
And me...thinking, drinking red wine
Bored of things dealing sorrow
I like beauty and a touch of pain
to be connected
I make arts of tomorrow
Though it's hard to keep them to that day...
...they will be respected
This will be...luxury