Dirge & Requiem for My Sister Whore (Anorexia Nervosa)

He's waiting semi-naked His make-up makes him look like you slut I'm not sure to be prepared And he's shouting and smiling and laughing too I enter the room - I wanna talk Wanna beat him, wanna turn him into pieces But he's so pretty, unfortunately That I'm getting more and more fascinated And on his face, I see your eyes His lipsticked lips remind me your velvet kisses But I know, oh God I know That I don't hate anybody more than him But I know, oh God I know That I don't hate anybody more than you(r) cunt I wanna torture his cursed body Be delighted by his screams Enlighted as he calls for his dead father I killed him just the nite before I want to hear him saying : " God please no more ! " I feel him I need her I want his flesh in between my lips 'Cause I'm your sister I'm your sister witch Dechirons leurs entrailles Je veux baiser leurs tripes Remplissons les de foutre et de merde jusqu'a vomir de plaisir Il faut bruler ces corps et broyer ces membres impurs Buvons notre haine, regalons nous de leur misere Je veux leur arracher les yeux Les sodomiser avec leurs langues Sculpter une idole de la luxure pour la profaner aussitot...