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 is real Your senses low, your pleasures grow White hands sew up the deed Another limb to lift your skin, press open And to dream it was real Wide open Lick your wounds and come inside With your hands 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 your skin Their presence knows your wager grows You lust to feel again Hands wide open Close your wounds and come inside You lift 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! 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 As the cord pulls tighter