Представляем точный текст композиции "Playing With The Dead" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Condemned Cell . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Playing With The Dead» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Condemned Cell передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Condemned Cell - "Playing With The Dead"
Lyrics to Playing With The Dead : Its so hard to stand this strong attraction - But the real pain is to realize - Im its hostage... If Ill stop my sexual experiments, I have to wait For the time, when someone will rape my cold body Play these games with the dead - theres no anomalies or insanity here I just delight their obedence, I just wanna feel someones cold body near Sweet fragrant of dead flesh makes me grip with extasic orgasm Its outworld pleasure to carress hollow lips and wet-rotten genitals... Rubber the graves. It seems to me so romantic... So, Everythimg I have - passive corpse, collous body Again I have to get inside, deeply inside its narrow anus I want to reach the ultimate depths - forward to slippery innards. Masturbations... The mouth does not change after death I like to massage myself with their dangling heads But recent I have to rend their smelly bodies And slowly glut my desires with the pieces of excitent flesh. Play these games with the dead - theres no anomalies or insanity here I just delight their obedence, I just wanna feel someones cold body near Sweet fragrant of dead flesh makes me grip with extasic orgasm Its outworld pleasure to carress hollow lips and wet-rotten genitals... Why do I debauch the dead' - I think, I know the only answer... They will never betray, never forget... Deadll never laugh at my lonely heart... Im going insane - dead lovers appear in my dreams - I hear their screams, echoing to my ears... I see their dry blood on my hands... I feel my mind in their rotten heads! Why do I rape the dead' - Only they know: Im so alone... I remember all their faces, remember their innocent bodies. Its too hard to live - to be the part of the death Its waitin for me - theres no any way... My muscles are hungry for sweet dead flesh, My muscles are hungry for dead sexual play... I wanna play these games again... I wanna play these games again... I wanna play these games again... I wanna play these games with you... I wanna play these games again... I wanna play these games again... I wanna play these games again... I wanna play these games with your corpse... [ Playing With The Dead Lyrics ]
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