Your first encounter with the ones who make you Feel a chance to taste their disease Invite you in to lick their skin press open and to feel all as real Your senses low, your pleasures grow White hands sew up the deed Another limb to lift the skin, press open And to dream all is real Wide open Lick your wounds and come inside With your hand wide open Lick your wounds and come inside With your hands wide
As 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 sin Till the dust hit you skin Their presence knows your way to growth You lust you feel again Hands wide open
Close your hands and come inside You left your hands wide open Close your hands and come inside With 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 As the cord pulls tighter Face is bleeding whiter and whiter As the cord pulls tighter Spots in hell burn brighter and brighter
Friend'So this leads us to the end Your life burns dimmer now By our will, you tied yourself Life burns quicker now, with a second hand Ooh, as the cord pulls tighter As the cord pulls tighter As the cord pulls tighter As the cord pulls tighter