Stigmata کے بول

Pressure that builds within Longing for the touch Lust beneath my skin Burning overmuch My body becomes so bleak My mind begins to fade But my soul begins to speak And filled again As my cold body touches yours I feel alive and vain I wanted to feel empty I wanted you to push The life out of me And to give it back And make me pleased I'm so cold But I feel alive And to give it back And make me pleased Between the sheets of sin I have found my place Heat inside my heart Will continue to rise My rigor mortis my flesh Won't drive you away The whispers on the pillow And filled again As my cold body touches yours I feel alive and vain I wanted to feel empty I wanted you to push The life out of me And to give it back And make me pleased I'm so cold But I feel alive And to give it back And make me pleased