The title "Your Devil (Aruimo Remix)" reveals an intimate confrontation with the shadows we each carry—those personal demons shaped by experience and perception. It speaks to ownership of inner turmoil, not as something external or alien, but as an integral part of being that demands recognition and transformation. Through this acknowledgment, the self expands beyond simplistic notions of good and evil, embracing complexity and the coexistence of light and dark within. It is a statement of presence, acceptance, and the subtle alchemy of self-awareness.
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Lyrics
Hands tied up.
There's a gag in your mouth.
Listen my voice and shut up
I am your Devil
Straps on the legs.
You like the hard leather's blows.
This is our animal sex.
I am your Devil
Chained you to desk / Чейнд ю то дэск
You begging me to go on.
Hot lips and body's grotesque
I am you devil
Taste of disgrace
Passion of tireless dirty lust.
Every punch leaves a trace.
I am your devil