Lyrics:

(The killer ...
The killer ...)
We feel impure
(The killer ...)
We feel impure
(The killer ...)
We feel impure
(The killer ...)
What is perfection?
(The killer is inside you
The killer ...
The killer ...
The killer ...
The killer ...)

So cold when I touch your skin
So cold, the face of sin
So cold and still full of pride
So cold, eyes open wide
Late at night I lie awake
Still hear your scream out there
I feel lost, you're not there
But like always I don't care

So cold ...
(The killer ...)
So cold ...
(The killer ...)
So cold ...
(The killer ...)
... your skin, your flesh

Drop the lies to possession
???? call it aggression
You call us sick but you must confess
There won't be light without my darkness

Strange obsession
Strange obsession
You call us sick but you must confess
There won't be light without my darkness

We feel impure
We feel impure
We feel impure
What is perfection?

So cold when I touch your skin
So cold, the face of sin
So cold you make me complete
So cold but (you abscent me??)

The smell of death fills this room
????
In death we are all the same
Without remorse I take the blame
(The killer ...)

Drop the lies to possession
???? call it aggression
You call us sick but you must confess
There won't be light without my darkness

Strange obsession
Strange obsession
You call us sick but you must confess
There won't be light without my darkness

So cold ...
So cold ...
So cold ...
... your skin, your flesh