Bring them back to me alive I want to watch them writhe as I worm this corkscrew into their sticky flesh before I die Knee deep in our own demise with red vapors tickling the throat like first kisses all over again She is a curse, she is a curse Dead lips turn somewhat purple as the air becomes rotten and stale, as the forest gets deeper We can't see straight now, poisoned by the eyes that find Show me your palm, show me your palm Consumed by the trials they scored, struck down by the sorry wish of mine All faults falling a top of the beast, pissing in the wind One spark long enough to quench the bloodlust dies quickly Siphon to a pitch black hole - This is where you will live This dream permeates me This dream permeates me This dream permeates me Escape with me, escape with me