Rothenburg

Rothenburg

I Want you to be mine tonight
I want you to be mine forever
You were sent for me from far above
I Believe this could be the taste of love.

Welcome to the battlefield of bestial lust
Come to me, we'll have you for diner my bride
The world, to lovers it's just fools and dust
Sweet screams roam through the air tonight

This could be the taste of love.
This must be the taste of love.
This should be the taste of love.

This could be the taste of love.
This must be the taste of love.
This should be the taste of love.

Take another bite before your senses fade.
Your breast, your legs, oh watch them bleed
With this blade i cut out all the parts you hate.
They are all to be eaten just like your feet.

This could be the taste of love.
This must be the taste of love.
This should be the taste of love.

Your death ends the godless endeavor.
We've had you for diner my tasty bride.
From this unholy day you are mine forever.
Your screams roamed through the air tonight.