You're bent over the grand piano. 

Feel my eyes slide over you. 

Legs that curve the same as hers 

Could run as quickly too. 



My lazy tongue lies low and ready. 

It cannot seem to speak its words. 

I'd axe it off to shut me up but you've already heard 

The murders have occured. 



The path into this heart 

Is littered with corpses and strewn with body parts of those who came before 

So just give up. 



The path into this heart 

Is littered with corpses and strewn with body parts of those who came before 

And of strongers souls than you. 

And of strongers souls than you. 



Take me where they cannot see us 

And lay me down on coffin rich dirt. 

Tonight, I am a Transylvanian. 

A taste of you won't hurt. 



Because i am numb to every feeling 

And stubborn ears will hear no sound. 

My last few rounds have left me reeling. 

My teeth are on the ground and I've taken pound for pound. 



The path into this heart 

Is littered with corpses and strewn with body parts of those who came before 

So just give up. 



The path into this heart is littered with corpses and strewn with body parts of those who came before 

And of strongers souls than you. 

And of strongers souls than you. 



Of stronger souls than you.... 



So child, 

Don't go getting your hopes.... up