Tristania

Whose side are you on
Whose side are you on
The pacifist
The pussyfist
The provocator
You speak of it
You reek of it
You're gone for good
Gone bad for good
An empty crater
Whose ride are you on
Drowning your mangled rose
Upside turning down
In the water you froze
You will leave it or believe it
When the thorns make you bleed
Like a heart attack
Like a knife in the back
He needs you just like you need him
Just bite the big bait now