paroles de chanson The Pornographers - Destroyer

I′m not sorry.
I killed the baby.
Only two years old, with curls of gold
They were a given.
Drowned from his hair down to his toes
Without ribbons.
I held a whole note high
This here's a half-tone gone wrong
This monster has gladly been christened
Your Pornographer
Your Pornographer
Your Pornographer