Woorden: Otep. Hooks & Splinters.
You fucking parasite
I'll beat you till you die
It hides inside me
It hides inside me
It hides inside me
Sic semper tyrannous
Everyday you decay
In chains, dismayed
Broken soul, splintered bones
Ghost children in their graves
Sold as slaves, unstable
Greedy flames
Life is a sacrifice a 7 inch slice
The still-born waste of a suicide Christ
I'm learning to like the pain
I hope you die, we broken people
I hope you die, we broken people
It hides inside me
It hides inside me
Everything is dead
Every day is black
Word becomes flesh
Bloodied, burned, and scratched
Everything dead
Every day is black
The face I wore was yours
As I launched this self-attack
Hypocrite, heretic, blasphemer
In pain, insane
A bullet in the head, a knife wound in the
I cried, as my innocence died
I cried, as my innocence died
Death will have mercy, I won't
Here in the serial killer holy land
It's not over, it's not over
We've only just begun
Like a fetus on the floor
Like an addict wanting more
Like a sex slave
Crying and sore
I want to smell the violence
I need to see you bleed
Take me inside your soul
And make it weep for me
I need to believe
I will sit, I will wait, I will make, no mistake
I will sit, I will wait, I will make, no mistake
From slave to master
I've become the hydra
More heads and venom
It hides inside me
Hooks and splinters
Hooks and splinters
It hurts to exist
I'll beat you till you die
It hides inside me
It hides inside me
It hides inside me
Sic semper tyrannous
Everyday you decay
In chains, dismayed
Broken soul, splintered bones
Ghost children in their graves
Sold as slaves, unstable
Greedy flames
Life is a sacrifice a 7 inch slice
The still-born waste of a suicide Christ
I'm learning to like the pain
I hope you die, we broken people
I hope you die, we broken people
It hides inside me
It hides inside me
Everything is dead
Every day is black
Word becomes flesh
Bloodied, burned, and scratched
Everything dead
Every day is black
The face I wore was yours
As I launched this self-attack
Hypocrite, heretic, blasphemer
In pain, insane
A bullet in the head, a knife wound in the
I cried, as my innocence died
I cried, as my innocence died
Death will have mercy, I won't
Here in the serial killer holy land
It's not over, it's not over
We've only just begun
Like a fetus on the floor
Like an addict wanting more
Like a sex slave
Crying and sore
I want to smell the violence
I need to see you bleed
Take me inside your soul
And make it weep for me
I need to believe
I will sit, I will wait, I will make, no mistake
I will sit, I will wait, I will make, no mistake
From slave to master
I've become the hydra
More heads and venom
It hides inside me
Hooks and splinters
Hooks and splinters
It hurts to exist
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