The artifice virginal air became the odour of sinful obsession

we subsequently trespassed the boundaries of apt behaviour

A midwinter night's gleam, almost bereaved of sympathy

we drank from all those feeble hearts, we were the masters of deceit



Bohemian soulmates in violent rapture, way beyond the mortal surface

The temptress and Mr Misery, a twosome of unhibited gracedays

we traduced the world with a touch of havoc; fuck everything

She painted the drifting cupid and crowned me; the tranquil king



I recall the glorious days of our malignant midwinter murders

Oh, how benignly malignant we were...

I recall the fragrance of our malignant midwinter murders

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Bohemian soulmates in violent rapture, way beyond the mortal surface

The temptress and me, a twosome of unhibited gracedays

we traduced the world with a touch of havoc; fuck everything

She painted the drifting cupid and crowned me; the tranquil king