donatella

I fell to all in the “love”
For my heart you seized
Filth
Disease
To my fragile knees
I am forced to please
Filth
Disease
For blindly had you seized
I fell to all to the hate

I now know this mortar
Between the bricks that built
A den for lies of false fathers
Between the sin and guilt
I now know their mother

What will you gain,
In the darkness of the den?
What will I lose,
In the fathers of other's sin?
What will you gain?
What will you gain?!
In the confines of my “mother”
The scent of filth
Of the lusts that break
Wherein this filth and mold of the den
My soul was lost
Lifeless doll eyes
My heart was dead
Wherein this dark and cold of the den
Of the wicked that stains
The scent of filth
In the confines of my “mother”
What will you gain?!
What will you gain?
In the fathers that force them in,
What will I lose?
In the sorrows of the den,
What will you gain?

I now know no matter
Between the sick that drugs
A den for lies of false fathers
Between the lost swept under rugs
I now know no other

I fell to all in the sin
For I was sold to these
Filth
Disease
To my fragile knees
I lost that which frees
Filth
Disease
For I mattered not to there
I fell to all in the den.