Paroles de Delerium

A monster with a gothic twisted mind Reeks havoc on a selfless cruel mankind He don't want your diamonds or your pearls Your diary ain't nothin' in his world Depravity, perfume array He blinds your senses with decay Living a game of self disgust Who you going to lust Delerium You won't find him on your streets at night Stalking the sewers of paris to the moonlight He don't want your rubies or your pearls Memories of love ain't in his world Depravity, perfume array He blinds your senses with decay Living a game of self disgust Who you going to lust Delerium