(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