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Your first encounter with the ones who made you feel
A chance to taste their disease

Invite you in to lick their skin as open
Had 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
Had to dream is 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
'til the dust hit your skin

Their presence known their wager grows
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!

FriendSo this leads us to the end!
Your life burns dimmer now!
By your will, you've tied yourself!
Life burns quicker now, with a second hand
As the cord pulls tighter