I Raise My Craving Hands letra

The Polaroid of perfection, demirep and stained with hate
well wounded I stuttle the crowd with my vogue lack of faith
the up and coming vendetta, the # vultures' extremes
spruce me up with a sweet little plaything, spruce me fucking supreme
I raise my craving hands, to the image of her promised land
the succulent teenage cunt, tempteth me to exeunt
Wish me well, wish me hell...all I ever wanted was a story to tell
The absence of goals, the lack of control
the absence of aim and the present fame...
The absence of goals, the lack of control
everyone knows I should be extolled
the absence of aim and the present fame
everyone would sell their souls to play this game
...it's the game we play...

Enslavement Of Beauty - Letras

• 11:23 Pm
• 11:23pm
• A Kodak Kiss
• A Study Of Love And Metaphors
• Abundance Extends To Lush
• An Affinity For Exuberance
• And Still I Wither
• Be Thou My Lethe And Bleeding Quietus
• Benign Bohemian Brilliance
• C17-H19-NO3-H2O
• Comme Il Faut
• Dainty Delusive Doll
• Dreams
• Eerily Seductive
• Exit There; And Disappear
• Fifteen Minutes
• I Dedicate My Beauty To The Stars
• I Descend To Perdition...
• I Raise My Craving Hands
• I Treasure The Sadness
• Impressions
• In Thro' The Cave Of Impressions
• Late Night, Red Wine Blight
• Lush
• Malignant Midwinter Murders
• Mirror Souls
• My Irreverent Pilgramage
• Nostalgia Grows
• Prudence Kept Her Purity
• Seven Dead Orchids
• Severely Flawed
• Something Unique
• Tangled In Grand Affection
• The Dying Buds Of May
• The Perilous Pursuit Of Volition
• The Poem Of Dark Subconscious Desire
• The Venial Blur
• Traces O' Red - The Fall And Rise Of Vitality
• X And Moments
• Ye That Tempteth, Ye That Bequeth