Type O Negative
Single • 1993
a) Body Of Christ (Corpus Christi) b) To Love God c) J.C. Looks Like Me A cross upon her bedroom wall From grace she will fall An image burning in her mind And between her thighs A dying God-man full of pain When will you cum again ? Before him beg to serve or please On your back or knees There's no forgiveness for her sins Prefers punishment ? Would you suffer eternally Or internally ? For her lust She'll burn in hell Her soul done medium well All through mass manual stimulation Salvation Body of Christ She needs The body of Christ She'd like to know God Ooh love God Feel her God Inside of here - deep inside of her Jesus Christ looks like me
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
Forgive her, for she knows not what she does The cross upon her bedroom wall From grace she will fall An image burning and in her mind She knows she must hide A dying God-man full of pain When will you come again? Before him, beg to serve or please Set your spirit free They'll know forgiveness for her sins Perverse punishment Would you suffer eternally Or internally? For this lust, that so compels A soul done medium well, well All through mass for divin(e) adoration Salvation Corpus Christi She needs Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Corpus Christi She needs Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Body of Christ She needs Body of Christ Body of Christ
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
"Damn me father, for I must sin..." Four centuries of this damned immortality Yet, I did not ask to be made. Why? I will never again feel your sun upon my face Or the comfort of a grave I am not alive and I am not dead This is hell on earth How can I possibly explain this eternal youth? When I can do nothing but sit by As my loves grow old and wither And with each of them take a fragment of my heart And prolong this endless winter It is October's perpetual agony It is the shadow realm {chorus} Father please forgive him For he knows not what to do With every victim I pray for my own death And as much as I love the night I curse the moon's eerie glow This bloodlust that drags me to forever The toxic rays of dawn condemn me to limbo I am cursed to dwell in grey autumnal twilight I am suspended in the dusk {chorus} Father please forgive him For he knows not what to do Father please forgive him For he knows not what to do
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 08, 2025
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