Black Art के बोल

Too sad, too dark, now I have nothing to say So I fuck, wich what,cdoescnot care 'bout In my minda ther´s only my cleverness, my old sense Drain out; don´t hear, to find the pleasure Sure I want you. Teach me a black art Soul white, black art. Bring together the parts Diluted I, head ache. Wake up the lifeless Don´t hear the rushed voice. Take out the pleasure Dope me, drug me. Crawl to the madness Hell wished, bruised keys. The black art of drugself