A glance to my eyes, deep within revels
this worn-out warriors mind
Im killing you by suffering
discomposure of a deepest kind

In the night I crave to feel your breath
and your touch like angel of death
in the dawn Im in chains of bestial rage
and forced to make you dead

The chains get tigher around my throat
I can give you no love, only dead lift of pain

In the dusk of evening I tuck you up with feathers
forever Ill stand by your side
in the twilight of night Im laughing
while cutting you hundred and thirteen times

Cant you see I am evil, double-edged razor
child of eternal hate
to torment you like a motherfucking whore
Ill make you cry forever more

Id crawl through broken glass to you...
and you name is written in my very flesh
with the knife Im still longing to use

In the night I crave to feel your breath
and your touch like angel of death
in the dawn Im in chains of bestial rage
and forced to make you dead