(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, super session ???? call it agression 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??) ???? In death we are all the same Without remorse I take the blame (The killer ...) ???? 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