Helena Testo

if i cut off your arms and cut off you legs would you still love me anyway? if you're bound and gagged, draped and displayed would you still love me anyway? why don't you love me anyway? why don't you love me anyway? [x2] cutting with a 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 she's 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 i 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? helena!