Your first encounter with the ones who make you

Feel a chance to taste their disease

Invite you in to lick their skin press open, 

And to feel all is real

Your senses low, your pleasures grow

White hands sew up the deed

Another limb to lift your skin, press open

And to dream it was real

Wide open

Lick your wounds and come inside

With your hands 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 your skin

Their presence knows your wager grows

You lust to feel again

Hands wide open

Close your wounds and come inside

You lift your 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!

FriendSo 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