RUBBEROOM - Offering 1366 lyrics

(feat. Verb)

[Verb]

My throat is dry

I slit my wrist to bring it all to an end, but

the wounds would only heal every time I tried

to bless my skin with the razor, every time without end

He touched my lips and, I touched his soul

Until it was consumed and absorbed into mine through

the fluids that bring life

There remained none but me and my kind

My throat is dry, as I roam these dark and dreary urbane streets

barefoot over broken glass

Seeing souls wandering aimlessly, begging for peace eternal

I, the shadowy savior of them all

As my sihlouette is seen in the moonlight

On my ? ? this burgundy

And my ivory fangs, thrust into the craw

just to see the crimson fountain gush from his neck

I drink, I feed

Fed-Exing death at random from times immemorial

Immortal, undead, agony without end

My eyes have seen

They come and go but we remain

His mahogany complexion called me, ring-ing in my head

Beckoning me to come closer

Until it almost drove me mad

I let him buy me a drink and rescue me from the strobelights

And musty drunkenness of mortals gyrating

and grinding their hips while, I grind my teeth in agony

Hungry for his flesh..

(Yo, you sure you alright sweetheart?)

Yeah whassup?

(You wanna go out to the car and bless this with me?)

Yo you should let me roll

(Ain't no problem)

As yellow clouds of gaseous matter scatter through the interior's

aqua-blue Land Cruiser's emotions aroused

My aggressive behavior, flesh upon flesh

As he became warm with the sweat of passion, and

I grew cold..

Thrust my undying bone through his skin

Penetrating red blood cells that deliciously burst on my taste-buds..

And drain him of this pitiful existance slowly

to savor these moments of ecstasy

(Yo yo yo that's feelin too good)

(Yo yo yo yo slow it up though, ay ay)

(Ay?! WHAT THE? WAIT, YO!)

The inevitable, I your Dark Queen

who you sing high pitched hymns of praise of this pain I bring

Marvel at my beauty, bask in my infiniteness

Bow to my excellence until I swallow the last of these lifely fluids

An Offering, unto this crimson God

Feel my ancient wisdom, taste my approval

Until another disciple of we dark creatures, stumble into our midst

My throat is dry, undying, without end

Showering blessings of death, forever and ever, amen