Kreator - Twisted Urges

Fulfilling morbid dreams Of those who never have time to sleep Enduring to extremes Held by a promise that they won't keep Dark silence is so real Walls painted black as night Locked up in chains of steel Down in the cellar nothing is right Mistress of perversity Unwilling tool of other's lust Witnessing abnormality With no one left to trust Hell couldn't be this bad Sold by her father to gratify She never had a chance Raped, beaten, sodomized Her martyred soul cries out Yet no one hears her scream Her world is fear and doubt She's a prisoner of this grotesque scene [SOLO - MILLE] [SOLO - FRANK] Mistress of perversity She never had a chance Raped, beaten, sodomized Twisted urges drove her to the end