Bring them back to me alive
I want to watch them writhe as I worm this corkscrew into their sticky flesh before I die
Knee deep in our own demise with red vapors tickling the throat like first kisses all over again
She is a curse, she is a curse
Dead lips turn somewhat purple as the air becomes rotten and stale, as the forest gets deeper
We can't see straight now, poisoned by the eyes that find
Show me your palm, show me your palm
Consumed by the trials they scored, struck down by the sorry wish of mine
All faults falling a top of the beast, pissing in the wind
One spark long enough to quench the bloodlust dies quickly
Siphon to a pitch black hole - This is where you will live
This dream permeates me
This dream permeates me
This dream permeates me
Escape with me, escape with me