Paroles de Vile

try to live in fear with the steps that follow with the shouts, the glances feelings too long supressed try to live here where everything you see is a reflection of what you should be like from man you're bred within vile object of lust for men you're shedding skin time has scarred us with sexuality made woman a whore whore of her own body try to live in a world feel the twisted need of men a doll for their lust in silence silence you must... a casualty of past centuries does it run too deep? wither how much more before you wither away before we wither away?