Twisted Urges Lyrics - Coma Of Souls - Kreator

Fulfilling morbid dreams 

Of those who never have time to sleep 

Enduring to extremes 

Held by a promise that they won't keep 

Dark silence is so real 

Walls painted black as night 

Locked up in chains of steel 

Down in the cellar nothing is right 

Mistress of perversity 

Unwilling tool of others lust 

Witnessing abnormality 

With no one left to trust 

Hell couldn't be this bad 

Sold by her father to gratify 

She never hand a chance 

Raped, beaten, sodomized 

Her martyred soul cries out 

Yet no one hears her scream 

Her world is fear and doubt 

She's a prisoner of this grotesque scene