Versuri Carpathian Forest - House Of The Whipcord

Album: Carpathian Forest - Strange Old Brew

In this house that I built
Of cold emotions
Through years of oppression
The suffering which I obey
An unbearable suffering
The rope
The strangulations
The whip
Total submission

In this room that I built
Of devilish lust
A tyrant's possession
Unleashed at dusk
Chained at dawn
Deprivation, solitude
Perfection, lust

In this world that I built
Of no emotions
I whip the skin
I taunt the angel
And ever
And again

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