your first encounter with the ones who made you feel a chance to taste their disease invite you in to lick their skin and to feel all as real your senses low yur pleasures grow white hands sew up the deed another limb to lift the skin press open and to dream all is real hands wide open lick your wounds and come inside with your hand wide open lick your wounds and come inside with your hands wide as the cord pulls tighter face is bleeding whiter and whiter as the cord pulls tighter spots in hell burn brighter and brighter your last encounter with the ones who made you sin till the dust hit you skin your pleasures know their wager grow you lust to feel again hands wide open lick you wounds and come inside with you hands wide open close your hands and come inside with your hands white as the cord pulls tighter face is bleeding whiter and whiter as the cord pulls tighter spots in hell burn brighter and brighter friend so this leads us to the end your life burns dimmer now by our will you tied yourself life burns quicker now with a second hand as the cord pulls tighter