White Flesh

White Flesh
(translation to: weißes fleisch)

You, in the schoolyard
I am ready to kill
And no one here knows
Of my loneliness

Red welts on white skin
I hurt you
And you cry loudly

No you are scared and i am ready
My black blood soils your dress

Your white flesh excites me so
I am just a gigolo
Your white flesh enlightens me

My black blood and your white flesh
I will always become hornier from your screams
The cold sweat on your white forehead
Hails into my sick brain

Your white flesh excites me so
I am just a gigolo
My father was exactly like me
Your white flesh enlightens me

Now you are scared and i am ready
My sick existence cries for redemption
Your white flesh becomes my scaffold
In my heaven there is no god

Your white flesh excites me so
I am just a gigolo
Your white flesh enlightens me
My father was exactly like me
Your white flesh excites me so
I am just a sad gigolo
Your white flesh enlightens me