I woke the dead. My passion painted in red. Yeah I taught you how to scream. With eyes sewn shut And salt in your cuts. Your body's made to bleed.
Her wrists are tied a blade of fortune insane & she’s so very grateful.
Bring out the pain Will she oblige That willing hand Lay your body down Bring out the pain Will you survive That willing hand Lay your body down You gotta live in a world so strange
She woke the dead Her passion painted in red Yeah she taught us how to scream With eyes sewn shut And salt in our cuts Our bodies made to bleed.
Her wrists are tied a blade of fortune insane And she’s so very grateful.
Bring out the pain Will she oblige That willing hand Lay your body down Bring out the pain Will you survive That willing hand Lay your body down You gotta live in a world so strange I want to live in a world so very fucking strange
My lady dominate Show the world how to love that shame And teach us all to feel With a whip so sharp Tear us apart And a subject of sorrow and fear.
