Doro

So criminal, youre torturing me
With your terminal eyes
Your voodoo brings me down on my knees
Youre the murdering kind
Flesh on flesh, sweat on sweat
Hot as hell, cold as steel
Two animals, machine to machine you got
Some primitive feel
Two animals, machine to machine
Spinnin in circles, spinnin inside the wheel
So physical, electric I feel
All I need is a taste
You feed on any soul you can steal