Eths "La chair et le sang" lyrics

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La chair et le sang

Berce-la! Dans son ventre, petite fille, petite pute. Il est entré, visage obscur, mâle impur. Plus près de toi, laisse pénétrer ses doigts. Elle est sale. Elle a mal. Fenêtres et portes sont fermées, il est entré. Aime-le! Famille sacrée, fermée. Comme une messe, rituel régulier, chaque soir la porte s'ouvre. Maman! elle avait pourtant fait son lit. Maman! Ses draps, son lit sont souillés. Maman... ! Donne-toi à lui ses remords sont des frasques, il te déflore. Donne-toi, mais cri pas trop fort! Ses sales doigts ont taché ton corps. Encore, il te touche, tellement, ta peau est douce.

Flesh and blood

Rock her !In her stomach, little girl, little bitch.He is entered, obscure face, impure male.Nearer of you, let penetrate his fingers.She is dirty.She is suffering.Windows and doors are closed, he is entered.Love him ! Sacred, closed family.Like a church service, regular ritual, every evenning the door opens.Mum ! She though made her bedMum ! Her sheets, her bed are soilted.Mum ...!Give you to him his remorse are escapades, he is deflowering youGive you, but don't shout too loudHis dirty fingers soilted your body.Again, he is touching you, so much your skin is soft.

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