Vārdi: In Reverent Fear. Stomacher. Twin.

I want that body hovering above me
The daughter of the king is on my bus
Youve got your fathers eyes
And a vampiress neck
I want it to hurt, bad

But I wont rain on your parade
When you say it never works

Youre to close but its not that bad

On a stream through a black forest
I land at a chaste bank, where no vice exists
Silent night, Oh holy night
All is calm all is bright

Slim and so Asian
In a uniform
Slim and so Asian
And I love you