Текст (слова) песни: Carpathian Forest - House Of The Whipcord

In this house that I built
Of cold emotions
Through years of oppression
The suffering which I obey
An unbearable suffering
The rope
The strangulations
The whip
Total submission

In this room that I built
Of devilish lust
A tyrants possession
Unleashed at dusk
Chained at dawn
Deprivation, solitude
Perfection, lust

In this world that I built
Of no emotions
I whip the skin
I taunt the angel
Forever
And ever
Again
And again
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Spill The Blood Of The Lamb
Thanatology
The Eclipse / The Raven
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The Suicide Song
The Swordsmen
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