3.07.2007

Helena

- Misfits

If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs
Would you still love me anyway?
If you're bound and you're gagged, draped and displayed
Would you still love me anyway?

Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?

If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs
Would you still love me anyway?
If you're bound and you're gagged, draped and displayed
Would you still love me anyway?

Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?

Cutting with the knife, blood is spilling everywhere
She will be my wife,
Secondary spine.
Incisions must be accurate,
I know just what to do.
My hands are trembling,
I can't spare to slip up with this knife!

Her beauty so illogical,
The beast come gliding in.
Hideous chameleon stripped down to her skin.
Dance to the burning flame,
Pleasure exhumes the pain.
The night bursts into flame!

Dance Helena!... Dance!

If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs
Would you still love me anyway?
There's a spot on the floor where your limbs used to be
And I close the door on my fantasies...

Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?...

1 comment:

Daughter of the Cut-Forest said...

hey abhinaas...how u doin....im quite good and BY THE WAY...did i happen to mention that i got a guitar tattoed onto my arm...he he he...