| Song | Eye-Licker |
| Artist | Blood Red Throne |
| Album | Altered Genesis |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Død, Tchort, Tønnessen | |
| Dark walls, black drapery, bloody mural artistry. | |
| Self provoked insomnia. | |
| The Mescaline is wearing off, teeth grinding, lights flashing. | |
| Pseudo-psycho kaleidoscope. | |
| Stiff grin, nervous finger-tricks. | |
| Subconscience overload. | |
| Chained to the floor, ragged filthy doll, savagely beaten, repeatedly raped. | |
| Disorientation strikes, ****ed from inside again and again. | |
| His perverted desire, Iris on tongue, lions like a burning fire. | |
| He hides his shame. | |
| She screams higher and higher. | |
| His vision flickers and locks, sinking in a mental mire, saliva drips from his jaw. | |
| Muffled cries devoured by choking, eye licker is a shadow by night. | |
| Lives on fears, feeds on horror, sucks the juice from your sockets. | |
| Desolate memories of childhood in rancid human decay. | |
| Stripped of flesh, bled dry. | |
| Human taxidery crossdresser. | |
| Cold steel on temperate flesh reveals magenta pleasures within. | |
| Not a sound, just suffering. | |
| Eye licker is born from sin. | |
| Such sights to see, so many eyes to taste. | |
| Rise to atrocity, fall from disgrace. | |
| Decades later, in a shattered mirror he catch a glimpse of his molester. | |
| She whimpers skinless on the floor, chains rattling, no light through the door, moment of truth approaching. | |
| Euphoric amputation, barren lips reveal the slimy probe. | |
| Once again abomination strikes, to look in the abyss. | |
| A taste of the soul. | |
| Incoherent maniac drivel, ramblings from dementia - "Eye licker **** her", "I lick her mother". | |
| Farewell to sanity, welcome reality. | |
| I dreamt a dream within a dream. | |
| Post-cognitive slow motion. | |
| A mind is a mind is a mind. | |
| Blood Red visions of Aphrodite, acrid smell of rotting flesh. | |
| White walls, fluorescent lights. | |
| Mind ****ed without Thorazine. | |
| He closes his eyes and drifts inside, where now meets then and dark meets light. | |
| Don't look if he's in your sight. | |
| Eye licker! |
| zuo qu : D d, Tchort, T nnessen | |
| Dark walls, black drapery, bloody mural artistry. | |
| Self provoked insomnia. | |
| The Mescaline is wearing off, teeth grinding, lights flashing. | |
| Pseudopsycho kaleidoscope. | |
| Stiff grin, nervous fingertricks. | |
| Subconscience overload. | |
| Chained to the floor, ragged filthy doll, savagely beaten, repeatedly raped. | |
| Disorientation strikes, ed from inside again and again. | |
| His perverted desire, Iris on tongue, lions like a burning fire. | |
| He hides his shame. | |
| She screams higher and higher. | |
| His vision flickers and locks, sinking in a mental mire, saliva drips from his jaw. | |
| Muffled cries devoured by choking, eye licker is a shadow by night. | |
| Lives on fears, feeds on horror, sucks the juice from your sockets. | |
| Desolate memories of childhood in rancid human decay. | |
| Stripped of flesh, bled dry. | |
| Human taxidery crossdresser. | |
| Cold steel on temperate flesh reveals magenta pleasures within. | |
| Not a sound, just suffering. | |
| Eye licker is born from sin. | |
| Such sights to see, so many eyes to taste. | |
| Rise to atrocity, fall from disgrace. | |
| Decades later, in a shattered mirror he catch a glimpse of his molester. | |
| She whimpers skinless on the floor, chains rattling, no light through the door, moment of truth approaching. | |
| Euphoric amputation, barren lips reveal the slimy probe. | |
| Once again abomination strikes, to look in the abyss. | |
| A taste of the soul. | |
| Incoherent maniac drivel, ramblings from dementia " Eye licker her", " I lick her mother". | |
| Farewell to sanity, welcome reality. | |
| I dreamt a dream within a dream. | |
| Postcognitive slow motion. | |
| A mind is a mind is a mind. | |
| Blood Red visions of Aphrodite, acrid smell of rotting flesh. | |
| White walls, fluorescent lights. | |
| Mind ed without Thorazine. | |
| He closes his eyes and drifts inside, where now meets then and dark meets light. | |
| Don' t look if he' s in your sight. | |
| Eye licker! |
| zuò qǔ : D d, Tchort, T nnessen | |
| Dark walls, black drapery, bloody mural artistry. | |
| Self provoked insomnia. | |
| The Mescaline is wearing off, teeth grinding, lights flashing. | |
| Pseudopsycho kaleidoscope. | |
| Stiff grin, nervous fingertricks. | |
| Subconscience overload. | |
| Chained to the floor, ragged filthy doll, savagely beaten, repeatedly raped. | |
| Disorientation strikes, ed from inside again and again. | |
| His perverted desire, Iris on tongue, lions like a burning fire. | |
| He hides his shame. | |
| She screams higher and higher. | |
| His vision flickers and locks, sinking in a mental mire, saliva drips from his jaw. | |
| Muffled cries devoured by choking, eye licker is a shadow by night. | |
| Lives on fears, feeds on horror, sucks the juice from your sockets. | |
| Desolate memories of childhood in rancid human decay. | |
| Stripped of flesh, bled dry. | |
| Human taxidery crossdresser. | |
| Cold steel on temperate flesh reveals magenta pleasures within. | |
| Not a sound, just suffering. | |
| Eye licker is born from sin. | |
| Such sights to see, so many eyes to taste. | |
| Rise to atrocity, fall from disgrace. | |
| Decades later, in a shattered mirror he catch a glimpse of his molester. | |
| She whimpers skinless on the floor, chains rattling, no light through the door, moment of truth approaching. | |
| Euphoric amputation, barren lips reveal the slimy probe. | |
| Once again abomination strikes, to look in the abyss. | |
| A taste of the soul. | |
| Incoherent maniac drivel, ramblings from dementia " Eye licker her", " I lick her mother". | |
| Farewell to sanity, welcome reality. | |
| I dreamt a dream within a dream. | |
| Postcognitive slow motion. | |
| A mind is a mind is a mind. | |
| Blood Red visions of Aphrodite, acrid smell of rotting flesh. | |
| White walls, fluorescent lights. | |
| Mind ed without Thorazine. | |
| He closes his eyes and drifts inside, where now meets then and dark meets light. | |
| Don' t look if he' s in your sight. | |
| Eye licker! |