Your first encounter with the ones who made youFeel a chance to taste their diseaseInvite you in to lick their skin and to feel all as realYour senses low, yur pleasures growWhite hands sew up the deed
Another limb to lift the skin, press openAnd to dream all is realHands wide openLick your wounds and come inside
With your hand wide openLick your wounds and come insideWith your hands wideAs 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 sinTill the dust hit you skin
Your pleasures know their wager growYou lust to feel againHands wide openLick you wounds and come inside
With you hands wide openClose your hands and come insideWith 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!
Your life burns dimmer now!
FriendSo this leads us to the end!By our will, you tied yourself!Life burns quicker now, with a second handAs the cord pulls tighter