"First your eyes, then your skin We will make you feel.. born again.. No More Me my friend"
A shiny scalpel is in the Master's hand His Wife has got the jars for Blood, she keeps one near I fear for my life, No More Me I fear there will be No More Me at all Is this goodbye sweet life...
Ahhhhh...Scalpel cuts, eyelids drop Into a jar...I'm crying Blood Fingers pull my eyeballs out... Scissors snap...I bleed a lot
They set my eyes into this Puppet's head And still my eyes can see, I'm looking back.. at myself And what I see is No More Me at all I have no eyes
My veins...feel.. like worms Drying in the sun... this takes too long Stripping skin from all my bones Pain too strong...my senses they go numb
All of my Blood is now in little jars I should be dead by now, but I am still I am still alive inside my eyes And I see Emerencia throw my carcass in the trashTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
